Happy camping

Woke up this morning to find 2 caravans, 3 cars and about 12 people outside the front door, all waiting for me to let them park up in our back garden. It turns out that Martin had met them in some chat room on the internet and had told them they would be made welcome in our village, whilst on their sightseeing tour.

Lionel is livid - especially as he's only just got the stripes perfectly straight on the lawn.

I did politely mention that there was a decent b&b down the road, but they said they like to travel the open road and see where they end up.

Spent all morning, making bacon butties and strong tea. I should have charged them really, but they kept saying what decent chap Martin was, and how right he was about us.

Anyway, have got to stock up on baking supplies as I have 2 wedding cakes to make and a retirement cake in the shape of a a cruise liner. Lionel suggested I might want to do a re-make of the Titanic, not sure that's in the best taste as Doris is 70, grey hair and flat as a pancake, looks nothing like Kate Winslet, I mean even I can't perform miracles!