The joys of an outside reunion

I am not ashamed to say that I had tears in my eyes when I first saw Ted and Beryl today. They are, to all intents and purposes, my relatives and it has been too long since I have been in their company. It felt like coming home after a long spell away. They both look so well. When we’ve had a few Zoom chats with them I was worrying about Ted looking old and haggard, but I think we can blame the internet and the lack of a decent webcam because I saw him in the flesh today and I can’t remember him looking this healthy in years.
Beryl, being Beryl, had baked enough cakes, biscuits and buns to keep the whole of Suffolk going until Hallowe’en. I’m not entirely sure whether we broke the law by eating them, as it’s hard to be motivated enough to check the government website for guidance when someone is holding a fruit scone with whipped cream and strawberry jam under your nose.
Needless to say, I left weighing two stones heavier than I was when we arrived.
Thankfully I have tomorrow off work so I can recover, then it’s all noses to the grindstone on Tuesday as we start to gear up for actual people actually arriving to actually use our caravans! Shit’s about to get real, baby!!!!

RC 4-4-21