Three days left of my tearooms life.
Regular faces have been coming in this week to wave me off, bringing cards and flowers and contact details. I’ve told them all that I shall probably bump into them next season on the other side of the counter.
I live in this village and I’d love to walk the dog up to the tearooms, sit in the garden, enjoy a latte and support the new owner from the sidelines.
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