Thursday, 6 October 2011

a cup of tea

Another thing about me, I LOVE TEA. I don't actually even know wether I can live without tea, I'm way too scared to try. A real teapot, me. You know how mommies say they never manage to finish their mugs of whatever it is they drink, and so there are half full, icy cold mugs all around the house? Well, that never happens to me, I cradle my tea in my hand and walk around with it, and HATE when I've swallowed the last sip. I drink it piping hot, so it's always finished in next to no time at all. The only bad thing is, I need the loo every so often. So, I've developed a bit of a habit. I have my first cup of tea, and then a while later I need the loo, and immediately go make myself the next cup. Tea follows immediately after a trip to the ladies.
So now picture this, I drink my tea piping hot, as I've mentioned, I drink it as I've poured it. I also, when I can, make it in a pot, and then pour it into the thin-rimmed, mind you, mug. But imagine my irritation, when I boil the kettle, and as I pour it into the pot, realise there is only about 50ml of water in the kettle! Well, no wonder it took only a few seconds to boil?!? And then, I decide, to avoid it happening again, I pour about a litre of water in the kettle before boiling it a second time. So now I have 50ml of rapidly cooling "tea" waiting, and waiting and waiting and waiting for it's top up of water. Lesson learnt. To avoid irritation, never become fussy or spoilt about anything. Keep it simple.

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