In tents.

Yesterday was interesting.
Four of us started at 7.30 making sandwiches, wrapping cakes, florentines, brownies and the like for a catering stall within the grounds of Witley Court.
This weekend there's a Victorian Garden Party taking place. They have musicians and actors, games and trails and short talks on things like body snatching and Victorian etiquette.
We had put up two (borrowed) gazebos near the spectacular fountain.
It was all to be ready at 11am for the start of the event...
Except that at about 10.30 a gust of wind tore one gazebo's pegs out of the ground, lifted it up and smashed it into pieces.
Fortunately the food stuff hadn't been brought over at that point so no cake was harmed.
We moved site. To the other side of the fountain.
We set out our stall.
We made coffee and tea, and sold sandwiches, strawberries and cream, cakes and even Pimms to Court visitors, some of whom were dressed in appropriate costumes. These were members of a Victorian society who were seeing two of their number renew their vows in the Church after 30 years of marriage and who made quite a spectacle as they walked through the grounds (some of them now clutching authentic Victorian rippled take-away cups).
It wasn't my busiest ever day.
Nor the best weatherwise.
Fortunately the tea room was busy.

Today we do the whole thing all over again.
Minus the broken gazebo. I hope.