Three hours later and we’re on to our second Urn of tea. Brenda has very obligingly whipped up another batch of iced gingerbread, and I’m caught up on all the births, deaths, affairs and clerical scandals.
Who suspected that the Evangelical minister had turned the baptism pool into a hot tub and invited several ‘working ladies’ to a pool party? More to the point, how did he stop the sausage roll crumbs from blocking the drains? ( I speak from bitter personal experience).
we still haven’t got round to why Cyril has gone off sherbet lemons, but I do know something. He says that Tony the Finger’s wife has three new cats. One of them sounds exactly like Tiddles, so I might be on to something here…
Bear Caradog Mysteries 