Yes, the dust sheets have been removed from the furniture and the chandeliers, the harpsichord has been tuned (waiting for Bennetts or Myddleton to try it out . . .) and the table is positively groaning under the combined weight of teapots, cups, Madeira cake and sandwiches . . .
Toppers to be handed in on arrival for collapsing ,and crinolines not wider than 2 meters, please. My sofas will not accommodate them. Inexpressibles and petticoates always welcome, but for round gowns with trains . . . please bring your own footman.
And no swinging from the chandeliers. Not after last time . . .(bustles out again with feather duster, followed by maid)
Now for starters :
on the question of tea :
I always fear that creation will expire before teatime.