|My new " high tech" publicity sign|
We got home last night just as the six village helpers were beavering away on the field, shutting up hens and wiping blind cockerel's arses. I was very grateful for their help, for not a single hen had been lost in the process.
Now that Kentish Baptisms, Flower Show Shenanigans and village funerals have been done and dusted so to speak, I can now concentrate on the allotment open day which is only two weeks away. With hospital shifts, the odd community council meeting, Samaritan training and a forgotten day out to London to see A Chorus Line, that two week prep time has been cut down to around 8 days
EIGHT FRIGGIN' DAYS!
I haven't even measured my bunting out yet!
Ok I have already received a load of items to sell and raffle ( thank you Jean Lacey for the latest and most welcomed additions) and the kitchen IS starting to resemble a hoarders paradise
|Chris is going all a bit " thin lipped" at the state of the kitchen|
But nothing is ordered, collated and listed as yet.
Cake bakers need to be conscripted, leaflets need to be delivered and a full risk assessment has to be completed for the day ( don't get me started on that one)
Operation Open Day has begun