Thursday was a lovely but strange day typified by a high tea order.
With our high tea comes a choice of sandwich. One lady scanned the menu and asked for hers to be made with cucumber and cream cheese.
When we were clearing her table we found most of the cucumber on the side of her tea plate so were concerned she hadn't liked the sandwich.
"Oh, it's ok," she said, "I just don't eat cucumber."
And by the way, Maureen is as lovely as I'd hoped.
She lived up to her voice.
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