Well, Autumn has well and truly arrived here at Lanhydrock and Her Ladyship actually left the office and walked with me on the golf course to discuss the plan for the coming season. We discussed the trimming of the trees, making way for the best specimens to flourish by sorting out the over-crowding in the wooded areas.
I chuckled at some of the brave questions to Himself, “so why did you plant so many if you have to chop them down now?” blonde logic is fascinating and that man has the patience of a saint. She pretends she doesn’t know why she has been summonsed onto the acres of neatly striped, manicured and lovingly tended fairways and greens. Seeing the lumberjacks at work and the shed full of equipment undergoing maintenance, she has a whiff of some expensive plans for the future at Lanhydrock.
I run ahead of them, searching for water to swim and ducks to chase. Today’s highlight was three guinea fowl on the 5th green, scattered by me with style and what a noise they made, worse than Her Ladyship when another of His bills comes in for new “boys toys”.
Huge excitement in the office today when the Christmas advertising flyer finally arrived after what seemed months of proof-reading and drooling over menus. No samples for me though whilst the tasting went on. Pre-Xmas diet, again! There is promise however, of turkey titbits starting from Monday 3rd December 2012 with Chef roasting locally produced succulent cuts daily for Xpress Carvery from 12 until 3pm for all to enjoy. Soup, roast and Xmas pud, all for £13.95 – bargain!
I shall be meeting and greeting, hoping for a bone or two under the giant Christmas tree, which the poor man will be nagged for soon enough. I shall have daily duties – December weekday carvery, weekend party nights and Quality Cornish Carvery on Sundays, plenty of visitors to sniff and impress.
The high point, la piece de resistance, will be the “razzle dazzle” of New year’s Eve, usually Her Ladyship’s almost private party, but this year upgraded to a Gala Dinner for all with the most senior staff involved and on the case. They’re buying crates of bubbly to impress when guests arrive (cocktail recipe yet to be divulged), cabaret is booked along with a DJ specialising in “Motown and Blues” to serenade when the poshest dinner is served. Gents are expected to arrive in black tie (hopefully that’s not all) and ladies can strut their stuff in whatever creation takes their fancy.
The only criteria is to be evening dress, whatever that means? Am thinking tiara’s, boa’s and sequins, get the look? They have even booked a photographer to capture the evidence of how some of our regulars scrub up well - prize for the most effort!
Written by Seve Bond