After a good nights sleep I sit down alone at the long empty table with golden claw feet. I feel so very small in this vast empty space. Breakfast is served by a quiet, gentle lady, who gracefully glides in and out of the kitchen with a selection of toast covered with cheese, onion and tomato, an omelette and fruit. After breakfast I'm shown around the beautiful gardens which surround the bungalow. Everything is perfectly clipped, pruned, dead headed and dusted. There are row upon row of pots filled with individual plants, many of which are sold back home at C&C Plants. Marigolds, begonias and lilies, line the paths. Regimented Rows of carnations are held upright by an intricately woven trellis of bamboo and string. Clipped azaleas form low hedges around the parched lawn and even cabbages are grown in individual pots. These immaculate gardens are maintained by 4 full time and several part time gardeners. The gentle drone of busy bumble bees fills the still damp air. Their little wooden houses, which are dotted around the gardens remind me of my tea shed. The perfect place to BEE!
As we stop half way up to admire the wonderful views, a man in golden boots walks slowly past, with a heavy load on his back strapped to his head. He is on his way up to the factory. Everything has to be carried up and down in this way - food, fuel, tools, tea. These super humans work in 2 hour shifts, carrying 3 loads of up to 3kg at a time but often to save time they do 2 trips, of 4 to 5kg at a time. It's amazing to see these fine men run down the steps to fetch yet another heavy load.