On Sunday we had another first. We catered a ten-year-old's birthday party. He and ten of his mates sat in the conservatory and wolfed down sandwiches, mini sausages, crisps, cucumber and carrot batons (that's the preferred term) and cake. His mum had also brought a birthday cake she'd made herself which was pretty impressive. It was a frog sitting by a pond eating a butterfly. And when the cake was cut out fell some wiggly jelly worms. Boys' heaven. All went well and they adjourned outside with a bucket and some sticks and string to make some enormous bubbles. They can definitely come again.
Tomorrow morning we're opening early for a coach party from Weston Super Mare. They'd like coffee. For 44. They're coming in two shifts. 22 will have a talk in the church while 22 drink and eat, then they'll pass on the path and swap roles. And then they'll be on their way to the next point of interest. Full of scones.
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