Narcissus

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.



By William Wordsworth (1815)

A Windsor Wedding Reception

Venue: Frogmore House

Date: Saturday 19 May 2018

Hosts: Duke and Duchess of Sussex

~ Savoury Canapés ~

Scottish Langoustines wrapped in Smoked Salmon with Citrus Crème Fraiche

Grilled English Asparagus wrapped in Cumbrian Ham

Garden Pea Panna Cotta with Quail Eggs and Lemon Verbena

Heritage Tomato and Basil Tartare with Balsamic Pearls

Poached Free Range Chicken bound in a Lightly Spiced Yoghurt with Roasted Apricot

Croquette of Confit Windsor Lamb, Roasted Vegetables and Shallot Jam

Warm Asparagus Spears with Mozzarella and Sun-Blush Tomatoes

~ Bowl food ~

Fricassee of Free Range Chicken with Morel Mushrooms and Young Leeks

Pea and Mint Risotto with Pea Shoots, Truffle Oil and Parmesan Crisps

Ten Hour Slow Roasted Windsor Pork Belly with Apple Compote and Crackling

~ Sweet canapés ~

Champagne and Pistachio Macaroons

Orange Crème Brûlée Tartlets

Miniature Rhubarb Crumble Tartlets

Emma Hackett's Newsbook by Allan Ahlberg

Last night my mum
Got really mad
And threw a jam tart
At my dad.
Dad lost his temper
Then with mother,
Threw one at her
And hit my brother.
My brother thought
It was my sister,
Threw two at her
But somehow missed her.
My sister,
She is only three,
Hurled four at him
And one at me!

I said I wouldn't
Stand for that,
Aimed one at her
And hit the cat.
The cat jumped up
Like he'd been shot,
And landed
In the baby's cot.
The baby -
Quietly sucking this thumb -
Then started howling
For my mum.
At which my mum
Got really mad,
And threw a Swiss roll
At my dad.