I so love my tea and I was gutted not to have taken my English tea with me ! My tea is my explorers mark to declare this is mine where I stand or sit. They all say an English mans home is his castle but I say
" A cup of tea is my own island "
I tried Spanish tea but alas it was the taste of doom , really it was like drinking rainwater with a side accent colour of rust !
My tea and I are estastic to be reunited in fact the love has only grown stronger .
A week without wifi and I'm ( shrugs shoulders ) ambiguous .
I've made 2 cups of tea my husband comes into the kitchen ....
And promptly whispers "I love you "
to the cat !
It's ok I have already declared my love for a cup of tea ...
L'amour
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