Kiwiagogoland

Today was very interesting. Mum had a leaflet for Devonshire Teas in Little Akaloa near Akaroa
When we got there it looked like a deserted old house. (It's 125 years old). It looked empty and I could see shadows walking past the inside kitchen door and we were going to go but then Alex knocked once more on the door.

Then an old man came to the door and he couldn't walk properly. I couldn't see his feet so the way he was walking looked like he was floating. It was very creepy and none of us really wanted to go in now but we had to. When we got in we all just thought, waht on earth are we in for?

The furniture was, erm, strange. It was like you were 125 years back in time. The man showed us into the two bedrooms, one had a great view of the sea. There were also some books laid on a table for display. The man and woman actually live there and run their business there. No one else was here so we thought we had made a mistake coming.

We sat down at the table with the old china and the woman bought out a pot of tea (it was nice english breakfast tea), apricot jam, strawberry jam (which was 'a bit runny because I only made it at 1am last night' apparently), cream, butter and then about 24 hot scones! I was thinking it was like a cup of tea and one scone each so I was a bit suprised at how many there were.

As we ate, it got better because the tea and scones were really yummy and we got used to the wierd furniture and atmosphere.

The woman, Chris, said Dad looked familiar but we thought nothing of it.

We realised we didn't have cash on us and they didn't take card but Chris said it was fine, we could send a cheque. When we were VERY full we went to go and Chris gave us a leaflet with the information on for the cheque.

Dad said to Chris is that your last name? and she said yes and dad said your joking we might be related and showed her his card with his surname on. It turned out we have the same surname, then I remebered Chris thought Dad looked familiar! Spooky.

She asked us where we were from and she is from England too-Berkshire. She told Bob, the man and he said do you have the hidden wealth? Apparently the family has a hidden treasure somewhere- we agreed to split it when we found it :). She then asked us what schools we go to. When I said Lincoln she said that their neighoburs son got married to a Lincoln teacher on Thursday, my social studies teacher!

She said leave your number on the cheque and maybe we couyld go for dinner one day

That day was very strange indeed. If we hadn't of gone in, or Alex hadn't of knocked, or Dad had had cash, we would of never known any of that. In the end I decided I liked the spooky little place and people after all. And the scones were yummy!