Cornwall has lots of 'feast days'. Each town has one. There are games, sometimes a carnival, an evening concert and in the midst of it all there is a 'tea'. A huge spread. Massive aluminium teapots, plates piled high with sandwiches, cakes and pasties. The children all sit at tables whilst the adults mill around. There's a fancy dress parade, prizes and usually a disco in the evening. They have them in the villages surrounding Liskeard, which instead has a grander affair of a 'carnival week'. Today is our own feast day. My daughter and her boyfriend are here for the weekend and they have amused themselves with books and films, they've been for a wander and it's been lovely having visitors in the house.
I've cooked for them and fussed over them all weekend. Still stuck to the usual budgets. Today I cooked pork steaks, with roast potatoes, stuffing and veggies with gravy and followed with tarte tatin and custard. They are now lolling in the summer house, unable to move after eating so much! Even though the rain is set to return, it's been a glorious weekend.
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