Now I’m getting paranoid I got the place wrong where we’re going to meet tomorrow. I’m sure I haven’t, but I’m already kind of jittery about it and hope I don’t have too much trouble driving there.
If I’m right about there being a cafe on site, I really hope they have my favourite kind of cake - a nice, thick wedge of Victoria sponge would go down nicely. Actually any cake would do, aside from fruitcake…