Back in Brisbane, we plan my younger daughter's 21st birthday party. I make sure we don't run out of food by packing the grocery cupboards and ordering in weeks before the actual event. Family is flying in from Melbourne and I have our spare bedrooms ready with new 1000 count sheets and soft luxury towels. New bath oils, pretty soap and bath washes line the vanity.
My thoughts regularly wander to Beechmont and I am reminded why we are successful having people to stay at the Bavarian Hut and why we are always fully booked in our peak winter season. I am grateful for the lawn mowing which gets done every two weeks and our cleaner who comes regularly.
At last the day comes when our older daughter and partner is picked up from the airport. A huge pot of rich Bolognese sauce simmers on the stove waiting to be eaten while we catch up with family matters. The next day Bruce puts up the indoor and outdoor lights and we place the many candles through the house and on the decks. We have a wonderful drinks fountain which lights up when we pour the brightly coloured cocktails. My ingenious idea of putting frozen berries clogs up the works and we abandon that idea!
The braziers fire up and the marshmallows are piled waiting to be skewered and roasted. The oven houses the hot snacks which come out every 15 minutes ready to be consumed. Young twenty something year olds pile in and surround the food before going out to chill on the decks.
I am reminded of the enquiry I have for a small, intimate wedding that I have quoted for at the Hut and wonder if that is an area we want to explore? Happy dreams...
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