'First things first' thought Hortensia as she boiled the kettle and uncovered her shortbread and the little cheese and watercress sandwiches, she had know that Aunt Mildred would bring a cake with her and indeed she had - a lovely moist poppy seed delight. She made fresh mint tea for her aunt and a pot of rose petal for herself 'just to steady my nerves' she thought.
Aunt Mildred had arrived in her peacock blue velvet cloak, because she was a Venerable Gnome - and she remembered a long way ago - to her mind a cloak was an essential item of clothing, 'nothing like a cloak to keep one's basket and self, dry and toasty underneath'. She knew that some of the younger gnomes thought her old fashioned, but had been alive so long that she knew most fashions would come around again soon enough. She wore her peacock blue cloak on celebratory and joyous occasions (and of course dry days) - just like today!
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