Royal Tea

Some people really are organised. This morning I was contemplating whether I can be bothered to make any more mince pies when a Mrs Bowering called. Could I accommodate 50 people from Weston-Super-Mare for coffee and cake on 20th July 2011. Underneath a pile of yet-to-be-written Christmas cards I found next year's diary which now has 3 coach trips and a wedding booked in for next Summer.
I'm mulling over the Royal Wedding. I really need William and Kate to let me know what time their nuptuals are taking place. If they tie the royal knot in the morning I could throw a tea party in the afternoon. But if they were to choose, say, 2.30pm to exchange their vows I reckon folks will put up their own bunting and won't move from their homes. Would there be any point in opening at all?
My other question is how I approach my very clever sister-in-law to make me some Union Flag bunting? Maybe she'll stumble across this and will feel compelled to offer....?

In tents

I thought, wrongly, that I had pretty much done one of everything to do with the tea rooms. But late last week I had a call from a woman asking if they could put up a marquee in the garden next June, and could we serve a proper afternoon tea for 120 wedding guests.
Gulp.
I'm meeting the bride and groom on Friday.
She's a student, and he's a new graduate who has a real job.
As for how I'm passing all my days away from the tearooms? I know it was a bit of a joke. I know I mentioned the ironing A LOT. But I've just had 3 days at home with a sick son and I've finally reached the bottom of the two baskets. Two problems have arisen. One: I had to stop washing in order to finish ironing (otherwise it's a truly vicious circle). Two: by the time I reached the bottom I was ironing clothes my children have outgrown.