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Date: 20 August 2007 10:10:38
The last things we made for the party were the meringues. My sister had baked them, then we topped them off with whipped cream and raspberries from the garden. They looked a treat.
My brother picked up the tray to carry it to the village hall (only three houses away) at the start of the party. One meringue leapt into the air, did a triple somersault and landed, splat, upside down on his newly-polished shoe. And there was nothing he could do about it, without dropping the whole tray.
One we got the two trays (minus one meringue) to the village hall, we put them on the serving hatch from the kitchen. Half way through the party, my brother and I were dispatched to the kitchen/food room to take the covers off all the food. There was a chocolate cake in the middle of the hatch, so J and I went each side of the counter and reached across to unwrap the clingfilm from around it. "Teamwork!" we declared as the clingfilm came free......... and then both of us involuntarily dropped our hands straight onto a tray of meringues! "Real teamwork!" we claimed, as we mirrored each other licking whipped cream off our hands and trying bravely to disguise the damage we'd done.
Then Smudgelet comes into the buffet room. Those meringues looked rather enticing. Mmmmm.... he just had to have one of those. He ran up, dressed to the nines for the special occasion, grabbed a meringue and... yes, you've guessed it... it flew up from his fingers and did a triple somersault in the air. Determined not to make the same mistake as Uncle J by dropping it on his foot and having to throw it in the bin, with lightning reflexes he automatically grabbed it ... between his knees!
Anyone for meringue?