Well, nearly. Another volunteer (another teacher- deputy head, actually) was with me for the first hour, and then I was on my own for the last two. Luckily very quiet. The heat wave meant most people were buying ice creams, I think! All went well, the till didn't cause too much bother, and people were very friendly. Not much joy emanating from the kitchen, though...am not expecting gratitude, I'm the one who volunteered, but a smile to help the afternoon along or an encouraging comment or even the offer of a cake wouldn't come amiss! Hey ho. Lovely cakes too - coffee, cupcakes, scones and chocolate gateau!
Just as thought the day was over without a hitch, an order for three different teas. Had to root through the fruit tea box to list the varieties - there are many - and then I made the fatal error of serving them in cups, not pots. Firmly told, in a polite way, that that wasn't correct...humble pie eaten (not as good as the cakes looked), and problem sorted out, by supplying a pot of water. It doesn't get much tougher than this! Then served a young boy up with an 'out of date' brownie. He only noticed when he had eaten it! The unsmiling one gave a refund and an apology, and then told me whose fault it was (not mine...I hasten to add!) another member of staff - clearly no love lost there! The boy seemed fine, by the way!
Miss Wobble has wobbly legs now, that was hard work today!
On the bright side, managed to rescue from the bin about 30 mini jam pots. They don't get recycled, as it costs the trust too much money. Sister needs them to make candles for the garden. So that's a bonus!
I think I'm still enjoying it! Keep thinking about those cakes though!
