I stand in the middle of the café and slowly take in my surroundings. I am simply amazed at the progress that the builders have made in only a week. The large display window has now been opened up, filling the room with muted natural light, brand-new spotlights highlight the recessed corners, the oak floorboards have been sanded down and resealed, and the walls have been repainted, each in a different shade of grey. The builders spent the day yesterday knocking through to the bakery and have put a temporary partition in place until we are ready to open officially.
“What do you think, sweetheart?” Mum’s voice startles me, and I whip my head around as she walks in from the back.
“Seriously, Mum, this is amazing!” I exclaim crossing the room to envelop her in a big hug, squeezing her tight
