Showing posts with label hen garden cricket. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hen garden cricket. Show all posts

Sunday, 23 August 2009

One Minute to Mayhem

No, I'm not referring to cricket celebrations! But I must say I shall really miss the Test match coverage - TestMatchSpecial on the wireless must be The Best Entertainment in The Whole Wide World! My dear husband even bought me a great big black Slazenger cricket scorebook, so that I could follow the matches and keep my own scores. How great is that? Dot balls, wicket maidens and leg byes all neatly recorded in my own book! Woohoo!

No, the mayhem to which I refer is the unexpected and unwarranted intrusion on a genteel cream tea, being taken under sunny English skies in our orchard at the bottom of the garden. Vintage cloth was laid, lovely old family china found in the back of the cupboard, silver spoons polished up and home-made scones piled on lace doily.

So, cricket commentary playing gently in the background, tea was poured, plate piled high with scone and clotted cream when ...... flutterfluttercrashtinkleclatter Hilda Hen appeared from nowhere and landed in the jam. I'm sorry, dear reader, I can't go on but ...


this is by no means her only misdemeanour, so it's a bloomin' good job she laid her first egg yesterday ....