Dite's Decadent Delights | Wednesday

[begmetwice]

Irene had, surprisingly enough, spent almost no time at all in her shop at the weekend. As a matter of fact, when she and Gareth had come and gone from the flat, she'd insisted on carrying him and made a game of it, because the absolute last thing she wanted to hear was, 'What's this, Mother?'

And it wasn't as though she spent a lot of time in her shop normally at the weekend, but she was feeling a little disconnected from her role as a businesswoman, and thus once she'd gotten the place opened and presentable, she was behind her counter on her laptop.

If this proved difficult, she could always hire it out, but it was about time Dite's had an online presence – and if podcast ads had taught her anything, it was apparently quite easy to make a website on one's own.

[open!]