Saturday, February 2, 2013


I am beginning to feel like Miss Read is an old friend... sad I am.  And at Fairacre they are religious about teatime.  Today my sister and I met up with a real friend, Anthea and did too have a lovely tea. Scones, fruitcake and lovely cheese with biscuits and much happy banter.  Miss Read would be proud.

'Miss Clare had drawn her round table close by the crackling fire.  There were hot buttered crumpets under a covered dish and a very fine dark fruit cake covered with nuts.'

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