Good morning from a dry Bristol. The weather is so odd this autumn. I was so hot at times yesterday.
The Harvest lunch went well; there congregation was pretty big, with quite a few children, which is always nice, even though there appears to be a couple of feral ones…
I went in for 9 am to help set out - I say “help”. Apart from putting the cloths on the tables, the other two,Aries spent their time facing with table decorations, while I got out 60 plates, cutlery, glasses, napkins, and set them out; filled jugs with water, etc., before the service. Rushed out after the service to cut up meatloaves and put food out.
The lunch was a great success although, as usual, I’m astonished at people’s greed. You’d think that some of them (although pretty well off) hadn’t eaten for a fortnight. And, as usual, I’m astonished at the low donations - barely reaching an average of £2 per person.
After tidying up, I got home just before 3 pm, having demolished my vegetable display. My upstairs neighbour came down and spent nearly two hours helping me chop the vegges for piccalilli. When she left I did the marrow and salted the lot.
Still feeling very tired, although I still have to make the various preserves this afternoon. Isn’t very onerous, thankfully.
Tesco this morning, preserving this afternoon, but shall try and take it easy.
Carpe diem 🦩🦩🦩🦩🦩