Today I arrived home to an unusual shaped package sitting outside my front door. My brain does a quick check on whether I had ordered anything online and I realise the answer to the question is 'No'. Was I expecting anyone to send me anything? 'No'. I pick up the parcel to see my name on it and give it a shake only to find it is as light as a feather. Intriguing.
I open it up to find a satin finished yellowy-cream paper scroll tied with a golden ribbon.
I untie the scroll and I realise I have received a dinner invitation from The Duchess of Hanwell (a.k.a Bing - sorry to ruin the mystery) for Cocktails and Hors d'Oeurves followed by an aristocratic dinner.
We were all told weeks ago to hold the 7th June free, but Bing wouldn't elude to what. So dinner it is, but the question on the aristocracy of it all still eludes me. What has this mysterious woman got up her sleeve and what is the reason behind the event?
At the bottom of the invite it states that 'Guests are invited to adopt an aristocratic title of their choice for the evening and to inform the hostess of any special dietary requirements'...
...Well Duchess of Hanwell, please consider this as my RSVP for the evening and I can confirm that I have no dietary requirements.
Yours Truly,
Lady Ruby of Jewellery Quarters
P.S. The menu looks divine.
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