It was my turn to make cakes for the patchwork afternoon tea break. So it was I spent all morning baking and carried my basket of still warm apple and cinnamon shortbread cakes off to Laguepie. Unfortunately I wasn't the only one. It was not my mistake as I had the "official" slip of paper and my name and the date clearly written but we ate the other woman's cakes as she had also supplied fizz for her birthday. And then they ate some of mine too - they do love their cakes these French. I brought half of them back and put some in the freezer and Trevor thinks it's his birthday because he's got cake too.
Preparations for tomorrow's remembrance service were keeping the army recruits busy this afternoon - even cleaning the mortar and stones of the wall beside the memorial. They were still at it four hours later when we left.
Maybe I should have given them cake.
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