There’s nothing like a bit lof baking to make me feel ready for entertaining, especially when I have harvested the ingredients (well, the blackberries at least) myself. And yes, I know that I can’t offer coffee and muffins for real when Mr. Pinnock comes to call tomorrow, but this is, you know, a bit of visual preparation for said event, and a way of putting out the welcome mat for anyone else who drops by, so you’ll have to humour me in this metaphor or whatever it might be (conceit?)
Here’s the plan:
- 10.00 am kettle on and table set,
- 10.30 arrival of guest just in time for coffee, after which both of us hope to be around most of the day should anyone want to chat.
- 7.00 pm late-comers are also welcome. We both have evening engagements but hope to pop back from time to time to see who’s around.
That just leaves you. Shall I save you a muffin?