I knew there'd be one.
One woman who came in and said, "Oh, you've changed it." She looked dreadfully disappointed as she took in the lovely clean walls, the pretty bunting, the unstained table coverings, the "welcome" sign, the fresh flowers. "You don't like it" said I.
"I don't like change." said she.
She had a fruit tea. She didn't write in the visitors' book.
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