....Our usual trek into Hockley found us in good spirits, despite the rain. We trundled along did Mother and I, all the way to the post office then did a three point turn to get into the first charity shop wherein a very English Tea Set winked at me.
"Beautiful" I said as my shoulder bag bumped into Mother's head
"Getting it?"
"What do you think old lady?"
And, as the tea set balanced on mum's blanketted knees, I envisaged afternoon tea parties.
"More tea my love"
"Oh yes please"
"And another Date Finger?"
Well I'd love to but it mightn't agree with my bowel"
Ok then sweetheart, have another pickled egg"
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