Bryn comes down for a while, sitting at his recently claimed table; he insists no one else is allowed to sit there, and Amelia indulges him. Besides, we have more tables outside now that the weather's nice.
Z and Travis hang around during the morning and then go off to do their 'own thing', as they put it, for the afternoon.
"Can you just clear away the last of the tables, dears?" Amelia asks.
"I've got it," I say to Mei. "You should get started wiping the counters."
Mei holds a thumb up and takes her last few plates with her, balancing them expertly. It makes me smile; I don't think I'll get to that stage any time soon.
I finish wiping down the tables and gathering the various plates, cups, and cutlery to take to Lucy to wash.
We spend the final hour cleaning everything and preparin
