It's been a mad couple of weeks. We are hosting a cake baking festival in one of the local villages and I have spent the last 2 weeks delivering leaflets and putting up posters. I never realised what a dangerous job it was. I now have total respect for postmen. I have had my hand trapped in someone's letter box and nearly ripped my knuckles off trying to pull it out. I've been chased down driveways by dogs (believe you me the smaller, the nastier) I've had my hand in letter box trying to push a leaflet through, when I've heard dogs running towards me and it's not a nice feeling when you can feel their breath on your fingers as your trying to drag your hand back through. I've had old people growl at me and been told to "shove off". I thought this would be easy!
Anyway, Cake Bake Festival takes place on the 26th and I can't wait to see the type of cakes that people bake - maybe I should be worried about my own baking crown. It should be fun though. Have bought Lionel a new shirt especially for it, although haven't quite got round to telling him that I've signed him up for the tea and coffee stand yet. I'm sure he won't mind.
Martin still seems to be sulking about Hayley. He dropped off her box of stuff at school the other day, he said there was a really bad smell coming from the box and was glad to get rid of it, wonder what that could have been from. Oh dear.
Have tried to include Martin in some gardening at home, but not interested (thought it was supposed to be therapeutic). Am arranging a dinner party for next week (after festival - can't cope with that at the same time as well) and have made sure that Martin is coming (thinks he's just coming for tea, haven't quite told him that there will be a few others joining us). Lionel thinks it will only create trouble and that Marin will be cross with me for interfering - as if I am! Any way have invited the lovely Lucy who runs the flower shop down the road from me, she's bringing her mother with her who helps her out from time to time. Just need to invite a couple more people so that it doesn't look too obvious that I'm matchmaking. It won't be bloody Linda that's for sure.
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