Tea for Two

How delightful! Our blog is so beautiful it makes me feel verklempt. I love the photo Ms Crumpet! Sounds like your trip was a delicious success.

The weather here is hot and humid. Oh, how I long for a little afternoon tea to perk me up.

I must tell you about this wedding I went a few weeks ago. It was in Windsdor darhling and we stayed at the Christopher Wren hotel, which I swear was riddled with ghosts.

I bought a hat of course, as all ladies should at weddings and other occassions like divorces. I was quite pleased that it came with an old fashioned hat box in baby pink. To tell the truth I was taken more with the box than the hat. Such a novelty! So many things to figure out, like what to store it in and where on earth to find room for such a useless yet lovely thing. I dare say this is what men used to think about women before we learned to kickbox them in the front teeth.

Anyway, so the wedding was not the ghastly affair I envisioned, being only two stones away from the Queen's palace. She was (in case you are wondering) in residence, as her little flag was flying and everything.

More impressive however is Eton, which is just down the road. We took a Sunday morning drive through the grounds. It was ever so charming. The blessed tikes, adorably sweet with their little black robes, which I think they must wear at all times, even on weekend mornings when they don't have class.

Oh Ms Crumpet - I tell you, it was like we were on a movie set, the bells were a'tolling like crazy, a beautiful blue morning, the students running, robes, ties, caps all heartbreakingly askew. Some of the students were sauntering along slowly, eating toast or crumpets and whatever else boys eat. The school and the grounds were enormous, but also charming - I was instantly reminded of Hogwarts. And the little tiny stores in village were to die for: a tiny old fashioned tailors shoppe; Ye Olde Ham; an old fashioned bakery of the kind you don't seem anymore; a place to buy magic wands...

Lord Major claimed it was SO adorable, SO quiant, he was half expecting the catering people to run on set and bring out the donuts.

So back to the wedding service, which was small, intimate and non denominational and PC my very insides.

After about 20 minutes of non-gender specific possesives and self-written vows so earnest and unpresuming(nary an 'obey' or even a 'will listen to you if you have a bad day at work' ) I looked around the room and guess who was the only one wearing a hat that wasn't the bride's mother!

Shocking I know. I was even flummaxed for a few moments. But then I relaxed and enjoyed myself and drank copious champagne and loved all the attention my hat caused. A girl has to be prepared for every situation Lady Crumpet.