Saturday, 11 July 2015
A Coffee Morning.
Our neighbouring village of Constable Burton sometimes holds a Coffee Morning in the village hall. Today was one of those days and I went along with three friends. Sadly there were not nearly enough folk there to make it worthwhile from a raising money point of view. But it was a lovely morning.
The tables are always beautifully set out with nice china, the cakes are home-made and all delicious, and the company is delightful. Friends W, M and I all had scrumptious coffee cake and C had
chocolate cake topped with strawberries and cream.
On our way out I dashed in front to take a photograph of the other three coming out. As I was taking it a kind man offered to take one of the the four of us together. I told him I would give him a mention, saying that a handsome young man offered. He said to add that he didn't run off with the camera afterwards either! (in fact my digital camera is now so old that it is no longer fashionable - rather like my mobile phone - and me also come to think of it).
The farmer and I have just done an hour in the front garden (it
really needs a day!) and look who has chosen to pay us a visit,
along with several of her sisters yet to flower.