On Saturday, two young men, aged about 12ish came into Bluebirds (our tearooms) and asked for a table for two.
They ordered an iced latte and a green tea, and asked what I would recommend on the menu.
After they had eaten their meal, I was chatting to them, and they told me that they come out for lunch together every 3 weeks or so, and that they were looking for the best place in town to eat, and so far this was the best.
They were so polite and proper little gentlemen.
After they left I found this note along with a tip, my heart just melted.
Credit: Laura Sheffield
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