Same old, same old...?

Today i woke up and smelt the coffee for the 28th day in a row. Every day for weeks I have woken at 5.45, stumbled into the kitchen and turned the oven on ready to freshly bake pastries for my camping customers. Prepped, preened, and paperbagged, off we go-the multitude of buttery morsels and i- heading off to hopefully happy hungry campers in Wickham Market and Nayland.
The banter and the customers are all different and so varied that groundhog day it isnt. Its hard to explain but while i am physically doing the same thing day in day out, its the personalities i am meeting, and the little bits of learning i get from these interactions that makes every day a new day. I might noe look a little jaded but i get a little frisson knowing that we're adding to someone's holiday ever so slightly, that a little bit of local knowledge imparted might go a long way on a rainy day with kids in tow, and that our lovely grockles have received a warm East Anglian welcome from this Essex Suffolker. Anyhoo, the next new day is coming round soon so its lights off in the hive for this busy bee.