The worst waitress in the world

The worst waitress in the world

Canford Cliffs was in the news this week – and not in a good way. The posh Poole enclave hit the headlines after locals complained of being kept awake by partygoers who hold stag and hen nights at multi-million pound houses in Canford Cliffs and Sandbanks, complete with booming music, copious vodka and naked butlers.

I drive through Canford Cliffs several times a week on my way to London and I can’t say I’ve ever seen anything half as bold as a naked butler. For me Canford Cliffs is firmly stuck in the 1970s – the days when I got my first holiday job at a café in the main street.

The café is long gone (it’s now an estate agent’s, of course) but the shopfront always reminds me that I was the worst waitress in the world. I nearly got fired on my very first day when an elderly lady ordered gammon and chips and asked for some parsley sauce on the side. I didn’t have a clue what parsley sauce looked like so I asked the café owner, a grumpy man...

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