A Cosy Christmas in Cornwall by Jane Linfoot

Author:Jane Linfoot [Linfoot, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780008356316
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2019-10-18T18:30:00+00:00

21.

This way to the North Pole

Okay, it’s official. The Little Cornish Kitchen is our new favourite bakery, more so because they do mini cupcake tasters to help you decide which large one you’d like. After my first I would have sworn the Bailey’s ones were my new favourite. But then I had a mini chocolate reindeer one, which Fliss decided was good for me. The way she insisted that eating what I have an aversion for should help me regain my power, she sounded more like Willow than Willow. But there again she might have had a point. If all my fears were chocolate flavour, I’d inhale them too. Either way, I closed my eyes, concentrated on the butter cream instead of the antlers and nose, and it scored ten out of ten on our taste chart, and became my new favourite for all of ten seconds before I progressed to the coffee with roasted hazelnuts. Which knocked the others out across the bay. Willow was persuaded too and guess what? – she chose the gluten free low sugar style with the purple petal and the sprig of real lavender, and took a box of six mini ones for the Twiglets for later. Which is progress of a kind.

And then Milo plonked his chair down between Ambrose and Miranda’s, which as a separating technique was about as subtle as jumping in there with his size tens. But as he was also holding Harriet who had a very sticky cupcake in each hand and was doing side swipes at Ambie’s cashmere overcoat, it did in the end put significant distance between them. The best thing was, with Harriet being looked after, it meant that Fliss, Oscar and I were free to go back to ease our cupcake consciences with a few circuits of the rink. And as Keef had gone to some other pressing engagement that could have had something to do with a meeting at the Happy Shark, at least Ambie and Miranda were back together.

As for Fliss and I, once we hit the ice again you could say we amazed ourselves. When you get your legs and body swinging in time to the Christmas tunes, this skating lark is a lot easier than you’d think, and like the cupcakes, it’s very more-ish. Fliss and I always had a thing for Justin from The Darkness – a straight guy who can carry off a sequined jumpsuit and make it ironic at the same time is our kind of hero – so the second his voice comes out over the speakers we’re pretty much zooming around singing along to Christmas Time, don’t let the bells ring at the top of our voices. In fact we’re so engrossed by the time we clock that Bill’s here too, he’s already tearing around the ice. The giveaway is, he’s not wearing bashed up borrowed skates like the rest of us, he seems to be wearing his own. Which kind of suggests to me he must have an ice rink at Downton as well as a stately home.

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