When I was a child I use to give my mum and dad cold tea. I mean what kid in England doesn't, we drink tea like there is no tomorrow and so a child is bought up to drink tea at an early age.
I often think people are like tea cups.
I have a wonderful friend she has lovely tea cups around her home, another her tea cups are a little used lets put it that way, with tea stains still on them when you have tea. Then there are the bone china tea cups never used but only for fine occasions, then the chipped ones and the old faithful ones a little used but always loved.
I have a wonderful friend she has lovely tea cups around her home, another her tea cups are a little used lets put it that way, with tea stains still on them when you have tea. Then there are the bone china tea cups never used but only for fine occasions, then the chipped ones and the old faithful ones a little used but always loved.
I loved staying at the Aspinalls house as soon as you arrived you found your tea cup. It was love, it was home.
People often are walking around with cold wet tea slurping out of them so to speak, they forgot to even take the tea bag out, it is cold wet and the smell is not to pleasant. These people just are true misery dicks. They complain at everything they see no good.
But in the house where the used tea cup is you can be yourself. Like the Aspinalls love flows, the tea is not cold the bag is taken out and happiness is seen from the smile of the one handing it to you.
They see people in the fullness of a good cup of tea, they see you as if you were in a bone china cup.
Cold tea is horrid, we need to ask ourselves which are we serving to others cold tea or home brewed tea with love and compassion.
Make sure the tea you give is filled with love.
wishing you lots of Tasty English Delights
There's always room for one more.
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