Chapter 32SATURDAY – THE DAY OF THE PICNIC
Elizabeth Black woke with a start and stared at the luminous dial of her alarm clock. It was barely six am. She sighed and laid her head back down on the pillow. She'd woken practically on the hour every hour since two, subconsciously worried about over sleeping. She was due to meet up with representatives from Event Planners at nine, so she could walk them round the designated picnic area and introduce them to the various stallholders, contributors, and indeed all the relevant people involved. She reckoned it would take her less than an hour then she'd be free until Mr. and Mrs. Rigby arrived, at ten-thirty.
Unable to get back to sleep, she went over and over in her mind, the timing of everything she had to do until her head was buzzing. At sev
