What I had anticipated was that I would stroll on up in the morning and make some scones and cheese and onion tarts and then leisurely sort the table before the party of 19 (mainly Irish) hens pitched up for their afternoon tea party which was to run between 3.00-6.00pm - how hard could that be...
...it wouldn't have been so hard if two of the hens hadn't decided to pitch up at 10.30am to dress the table for themselves. The garden was not ready - panic!!!!!
After that it was pretty much a blur of decorating and baking, baking and decorating until the party eventually pitched up late at 3.30pm.
I even managed to knock up some pretty impressive heart shaped scones for the occasion which looked lovely on the traditional cake stands with bowls of freshly made apricot jam, mulberry jam and some clotted cream and Elena has confirmed subsequently that they were as lush as they looked when she polished off some of the remainder for breakfast the following day.
When the washing up reinforcements arrived at 6.00pm I took my leave - my feet were killing me as I had raced up in my flip-flops meaning to nip home and change my shoes and never got to do it!
I couldn't do catering for a living - it is too much like hard work. You think you have covered all bases and then someone throws in a curved ball!
Thank goodness that the canopy of trees provided shade so that the food remained looking fresh even though it was really hot and for once there were no Droushia flies to contend with. We kept the food coming and we kept the drink coming and we dealt with all their requests - really you can do no more than that!
All that is left is to wish the bride and groom all the very best for their wedding day and their future together.
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