It was wet. It was chilly. It was overcast.
I rang Becky to tell her not to bother to come in.
Thankfully she came anyway to collect paperwork and was in an apron in seconds as family after family arrived ALL AT THE SAME TIME* and ordered quiche, sandwiches, gallons of hot chocolate and lots of cake.
A friend who'd popped in for lunch was also roped in to help for a weirdly busy hour and a half.
And then it stopped.
*my shouting
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