On Saturday we hosted a very special party. B has just finished her horrible treatment for breast cancer and she and K wanted to thank their friends and family who'd been such a support through an awful few months. High Tea for 35ish in the conservatory was kicked off with a brilliant speech by K who, with his voice cracking, told us that his wife is his hero. At that point I had to leave. It's unseemly to serve scones with tears pouring down your face.
Yesterday they sent an email to thank all the staff.
They'd arrived with an orchid as a gift for me.
To say I am touched is an understatement.
At the other end of the scale one customer today was, shall we say, hard to please?
One of our crimes is that the sign on the loo door isn't big enough.
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