Little Badges - Why drink water when you can drink tea

Hi

The virtual kettles on..... So while I let it boil i just have this to say

I can't get enough of it! I had not realized I had an addiction, but wow. I am like a chain smoker with mugs instead of ciggies. I just finish one delicious hot cuppa, and my brain is already saying to me..... Oooh I fancy a nice brew.

My poor old kettle must be getting a thumb indentation on it's 'on' switch. Now don't get me wrong on this. I am not one of those tea snobs. You will find no Lapsang doo dah in my cupboards, or this trendy Roobush malarky, ( I worked in an office once which was full of women, and they used to pontificate and try and get me to drink Roobush, OOh you must try it, it is divine)! Let me just stop them there. It is not divine. It is a teabag in hot water without milk. Not in my book TEA!

No I am a simple man (much said) and I have simple tastes. I do not care if it is a teabag with the sweepings up off the floor from a tea house in an economy range, a builders tea, in a round bag, pyramid bag etc. I Just want TEA.

People get a bit funny about tea as well, not me. People come to my house, and I offer them a tea, and some of them say have you got this brand, or do you have this speciality tea etc. To which I gleefully reply no. I have tea or I have not got tea. You either drink it or you dont. Some people, parents in particular having been on the planet for a number of years and proffess to you that, oh they don't mind what they get, will then take a sip and say something like, that's a bit strong or that's a bit weak, or do you put the milk in first.

I am afraid I was bought up with manners, and would not dream of saying to someone that has made the effort of making me a lovely cuppa, ooh that's too strong, or too weak. I am happy to have tea as it comes, as long as it has milk and tea.

I am afraid that the idea of a Tea break has long gone, and we will grab a couple of mouthful swigs when we can, on a platform, in a cafe, or mainly at our desks staring into the infinity of a computer monitor. But I can hand on heart say that every mouthful of tea I do get, it sends a happy message to my brain. There would be rioting if tea was taken away.

And of course I know that tea has it's other detractors, the well rounded aromatic sexy sounding coffee with it's silly rituals and even more ridiculous names, and yes I have gone to the dark side, mainly when I am tired or watching an F1 Grand Prix in the middle of the night while sensible people sleep, but I always come back to tea, because unlike coffee it is not a snake oil salesman.

An honest cuppa for an honest man (okay I did once eat some sweets out of the Pick and Mix at Woolworths without paying, but I have lived with that guilt so they were not free), none of this Hippy coffee empire rubbish with it's stereotype clients. Just a good cuppa...or two....make that three, oh go on then just another, oh yes and the parents are coming round so I will have another then, and then their are the ad breaks.....and....oh yes and...ooh and I could.

Well, I can hear the kettle has just finished boiling (finally) so

Milk and sugar?

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