We're more than half way through the season.
We don't have enough outside chairs (so I've ordered more).
We don't have enough water glasses (so I've bought more).
We don't have enough capacity in the water boiler at cream tea peak times (must buy a kettle to give the boiler a breather).
We don't have enough hours in the day (not a lot I can do about this).
The Bank Holiday looms and the weather is good.
Uh oh.
Sunday 21 August 2016
Saturday 20 August 2016
Communication Cord
Wednesday was one of those days.
In the morning Annie was half way through taking a telephone booking when the line went dead.
This was a small problem.
The larger one was that no phone line means no card payments.
I rang the phone company who promised it would be fixed by the end of the next working day. They forwarded any work calls to my mobile but would do nothing about the card-taking issue.
And, as Wednesday was gloriously sunny and hot, a queue of people had already started to form for coffees, cakes, scones and then lunches. And then cream teas.
Emma's bright idea was to put up signs at the entrance gate warning people that we could only take cash.
Result.
We had people emptying their purses and digging deep into the recesses of bags to find enough stray coins to meet the cost of a cake.
Then the Court rang to say !!surprise!! A coach loaded with 46 had arrived and were heading straight to us for lunch.
The engineer came early afternoon to investigate.
He found a churned up cable in a nearby field, ploughed that very morning.
By mid afternoon on Thursday it was all sorted.
In the morning Annie was half way through taking a telephone booking when the line went dead.
This was a small problem.
The larger one was that no phone line means no card payments.
I rang the phone company who promised it would be fixed by the end of the next working day. They forwarded any work calls to my mobile but would do nothing about the card-taking issue.
And, as Wednesday was gloriously sunny and hot, a queue of people had already started to form for coffees, cakes, scones and then lunches. And then cream teas.
Emma's bright idea was to put up signs at the entrance gate warning people that we could only take cash.
Result.
We had people emptying their purses and digging deep into the recesses of bags to find enough stray coins to meet the cost of a cake.
Then the Court rang to say !!surprise!! A coach loaded with 46 had arrived and were heading straight to us for lunch.
The engineer came early afternoon to investigate.
He found a churned up cable in a nearby field, ploughed that very morning.
By mid afternoon on Thursday it was all sorted.
Tuesday 2 August 2016
Let it go.
It's been miserable today and we didn't really expect many visitors, but this is the holidays...
One really lovely family had come from California. I gestured outside at the damp garden and they looked shocked that I was apologising for our so-called Summer: "We love it," they said, "we never see rain, and everything here is so green."
They ordered panini and sandwiches, and two hot chocolates for their two young sons.
Who may or may not have been twins but to my untrained eye were identical.
And about 8 years old.
Emma made the drinks and piled them high with marshmallows.
When she took them to their table one of the boys squeaked with excitement: "Ooo, I think a bit of pee just came out."
Emma was laughing all the way back to the kitchen.
One really lovely family had come from California. I gestured outside at the damp garden and they looked shocked that I was apologising for our so-called Summer: "We love it," they said, "we never see rain, and everything here is so green."
They ordered panini and sandwiches, and two hot chocolates for their two young sons.
Who may or may not have been twins but to my untrained eye were identical.
And about 8 years old.
Emma made the drinks and piled them high with marshmallows.
When she took them to their table one of the boys squeaked with excitement: "Ooo, I think a bit of pee just came out."
Emma was laughing all the way back to the kitchen.
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