We began what we thought would be a normal Tuesday.
How wrong could we be?
By 11.15 we had a queue of people wanting coffees and cakes.
Then lunches.
Mainly panini and jacket potatoes - the items which take the longest to prepare. Natch.
It was that bane of our lives - the unexpected coach party. I could have cried.
I asked one couple where they'd traveled from?
"We're all from Cheltenham," she answered, "all former employees of GCHQ".
Perhaps that's why they couldn't let us know they were coming....?
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