Queuing for teacake

A beautiful sun-filling blue sky all day today. It was still very cold but at least the wind had decided to blow somewhere else.

After the usual shop-Skype-lunch, we headed off to Frensham. It was ridiculously crowded. I don’t think we’ve ever seen quite so many people there. It was like the middle of summer…except there were only dogs in the water. All the carparks were full, cars were parked on the side of the already narrow lane, things looked bleak.

It took a while for Mirinda to relax but eventually, sitting in the new cafe by the side of the pond, she started to feel a bit happier. This was probably because she was sitting there for quite a while.

We had ordered a tea, a coffee and two toasted tea cakes. The tea came very quickly. The coffee needed to be reloaded (it was filtered) and the tea cakes put on to toast. While waiting, the woman behind the counter served the next few people in the queue.

Suddenly, with a loudly muttered ‘bugger!’ she raced over to the toasting machine and threw away the first batch of now charcoal buns. So, it wasn’t enough that I had to wait once, I had to have another go.

While waiting, I was entertained by a chap who insisted on calling me dude and who claimed a little dog near us was a cross between a sheep dog and a corgi. He christened this monstrosity a Shorgi and claimed he was going to breed and subsequently sell them for £2,000 each. He clearly hadn’t seen Emma.

Anyway, the second teacakes were perfectly toasted which meant I wasn’t angry with the woman serving them. And the coffee was okay as well.

Having shored ourselves up with hot drinks and teacake, we started our walk. The crowds started to thin out as we walked around the pond and Mirinda managed to enjoy the walk the longer it went on.

Most of the people we passed told us how adorably cute Emma was, which is only to be expected and ignored Day-z, which she was glad about.

At home, I made roast lamb and we watched a couple of episodes of Silent Witness before bed. A lovely Sunday.