Last thoughts on Monday 23rd March
This is generally such a busy time of the year for me. Gearing up for house opening at the end of March, having been closed to visitors for six months, there is always a lot to do to get everything up to speed. The admin, the publicity, the buzz and excitement of it all, what have we forgotten? Does anyone know what the cream teas will cost this year? Have we ordered the cakes? Don’t forget the coffee order….Becky and Ann were due in this week to spring clean the Tea Room ready for opening. Vanessa is sprucing up the garden and the tulips are looking amazing. Then wham. It all stops, just like that. No house opening, as this awful virus spreads itself into our communities. Today’s bride and groom had to postpone their wedding, it was to be a Layer Marney Tower church wedding. Last Friday they could only have the couple, the vicar and two witnesses, this morning, they couldn’t have had even those few people, as the church itself is now locked, no one can go in. They have postponed until September. The poor bride must be sitting at home thinking, I should have been getting married today, in this glorious sunshine…
The courtyard this week should have been echoing with the shouts of children enjoying a last school trip before the summer holidays. Tudors and Vikings, Stone Age and Pirates (though not all at the same time!)
The lambs to be bottle fed should have already been bleating in the barn, bottles ready, health and safety notices pinned up and ready to keep everyone safe. The hand washing advice for bottle feeding has transferred itself to fight this horrible enemy.
I have written the Easter Quiz…I was rather pleased with it, “The Mystery of the Good Friday Buns” won’t have quite the same appeal in the summer or autumn.
The Dolls’ Houses look amazing, their new display cases nearly finished.
There is an awesome new roof over the Glamping Site’s pizza oven, so glampers can enjoy their pizzas under cover.
But hey, we have no choice, we can’t have visitors here at the moment. There will be lambs next Easter and my Mystery of the Good Friday Buns will be equally mystifying in 2021. The weddings that have been postponed will be all the more poignant. The dolls houses will still be here.
I have now been furloughed..I word I had never heard of a week ago, but now it is rather comforting. I will be back!
As I wave you a fond Au Revoir – until we meet again, keep safe