I woke up from a nightmare about being late and short staffed. The poorly named coach "party" were pretty grumpy as roadworks had made them late and shortened their visit and the coach driver was worried he'd scratched his vehicle on the way down our very bumpy drive. We served 36 filter coffees. Most of the women seemed to be wearing beige slacks.
The rest of the day was fantastically busy but we sailed through it. Ita came and did her first shift under the new regime and was fab. Freda was the cavalry as we were in danger of losing our grip at lunchtime. Eileen cancelled whatever she'd been doing and came to wash up. Becky came in with her two incredibly helpful sons. We were super busy and it was a great day. The sun shone on everyone in the garden including Ann Widdecombe. I've no idea what she had to eat or drink as I didn't take her order, didn't serve her and didn't clear her table. I just gawped at her as I took out teas, quiche and cake to another table. We also sold TWO paintings: one of Witley flowers, and one of the Church and Court.
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