Marzipan mystery

I took Edna some of the Almond macaroons yesterday, she had mentioned to me at the Christmas bazar that she was fond of marzipan, so I thought she would like these and I knew her hips would be playing her up in this bitter cold - she would obviously need cheering up and what better than a plate of macaroons! -

But as I approached the path leading to her bungalow I saw Dorothy Fitzpatrick trying to squash a package into her letter box - Naturally I went up to Dorothy and wished her a happy new year but she jumped a mile and the box went flying and out of it spun a rainbow of marzipan fruits. Well, I said, why on earth were you trying to shove them through the letterbox? Why not just ring the bell? - Edna is in, look her light is on in the front room. I started to help pick up the little fruit shapes but Dorothy seemed very put out - I thought they could be dusted off and I was sure some had remained in the box unscathed but Dorothy declared they were all ruined and swept them all back in the box and stormed off. She is very fastidious. I did then however spy a couple nestled against the pot of the hydrangea and had them in my hand by the time Edna opened her door. Over tea I told Edna the fruits were a gift from Dorothy and refused one for myself - I am not a fan of marzipan. Edna had a nibble of one and saved the other for her supper.

Edna had a sighting of Marjorie Prtitchard's hat to report though which was useful and I will email MP about it later, although she maybe has it back by now because Edna saw Dorothy wearing it.

I do hope Dorothy is ok and that she hasn't been pushing herself too much, what with her quilts for Mongolia appeal, her work with Afghan poppies and the work she does on the streets as she calls them. I do sometimes fear she takes on too much.