I'm tired and in need of refreshment.
The tea room is now officially open, serving hot chocolate, tea, freshly-squeezed orange juice and a range of home-baked muffins. Tablecloths and crockery are charmingly mismatched antiques (no Cath Kidston here). We overlook an attractive although somewhat overgrown garden, with a distant view of rolling countryside.
Everyone is welcome but house rules dictate that anyone indulging in fisticuffs will be ejected.
Please come in.