Firstly thank you all so much for your comments on the last post - not one of you said you thought I was mad! Just a couple of responses before I go on to today's post. Catherine - I did indeed check out the small house websites - more dream places there! Helen - Yes I did leave Mr M at home as the whole reason for going is to be alone. Don't get me wrong Mr M and I have been happily married for over 40 years and would be lost without each other but we are not, nor ever have been, a matching sweater, joined at the hip type couple. I could write a whole new post about why this might be but for now suffice it to say I wanted to go alone. Lesley - cup of tea without electricity is easy peasy - kettle on camping gas ring or even on the fire and Blackberry Girl I think maybe your great grandfather might have been right about electricity though perhaps in ways he didn't forsee. Another post here maybe!
Now on to business: The day dawned bright and sunny and I set off to the village to buy milk for tea along the lane sparkling with raindrop diamonds. When I got back feeling refreshed from my walk in the Spring sunshine and carrying the milk I set to with the beeswax polish till my little table gleamed in the sunlight pouring in through the window. I set a little pot of primroses and other wild flowers in the centre of the white, delicately embroidered table cloth exquisitely darned here and there by some long forgotten hand and with the wood burner shining black and the windowsills dusted and their potted geraniums glowing red everything looked just fine. With the door open to allow the spring sunshine in the air was filled with the perfume of beeswax, wild flowers and fresh air. I set out the teacups - a motley collection of mismatched china and some plates and napkins and so on and all was ready for the visitors who came from far and wide - all the bloggers who had wanted to join me arrived and crowded into the little space (which of course magically grew to accommodate them all).
What fun we had getting to know one another and talking of this and that as good friends always do. I made tea and we toasted crumpets and teacakes in front of the fire and there were scones with cream from the farm and a delicious cake copied from here (if you scroll down this post you will come to a delicious looking swiss roll). Copious amounts of tea were made and drunk, goodies (all seemingly low calorie in spite of the cream) eaten and converstaion flowed.
What a great, fun filled time we had and when eventually everyone said their goodbyes and we agreed to do this again sometime soon they set off for home - distance being no object of course - leaving me to sit by the fire and reflect what a wonderful thing this blogging is and how many good friends it helps make.
Now I must get back to reality - day dreaming is only a problem when one doesn't know the difference between it and reality so now I must go and get some lunch here in my real home!