Cucumber Sandwiches with Maude

Well I consider the matter closed. It is unanimous. My nose stays. Though there were only two votes, they were unequivocal. So I take myself and my peculiar proboscis on a nice balmy holiday somewhere. The weekend High Tea with Rupert the ring designer was quite a volatile occaision in the end. The designs are highly impractical and try as I might to explain to Xavier that the poor girl will want to actually wear the ring, he would have none of it. Finally he ordered me to take my cucumber sandwiches and GO! It's a good thing Xavier and I are able to weather these little storms. He rang me barely an hour later to further discuss his choice of design (which description would only do injustice to. It has to be seen to be believed and seen it shall be as this unprecedented medium will allow for a photo of said creation when it is ready). He of course ignored the whole 'take you cucumber sandwiches and Go!' incident and I had to bring it up with the complaint that I really did look a little odd carrying a three tiered plate of cucmber sandwiches on the train and was lucky in my seating companion, an elderly Lady called Maude, with a lovely blue rinse do, who was happy to share the sandwiches and have a lovely chat about cultivating Tulips. Hence I still had a High Tea of sorts and Maude and I became fast friends. Xavier was chagrined as Xavier always is.