I'll reply next week, but just so you know: our feline residents sleep in luxury quarters inside. We sit on top of them, thereby obviating the need for cushions.
"Leaving aside the fact that you clearly ought to frequent tea rooms rather than coffee shops – because the clue’s in the name, Terry" Well said Rebecca. It's akin to ordering a salad at McDonalds, I imagine.
Baby mice in the cutlery drawer! Shudder! It was bad enough when a mouse threw my stapler across the floor the other night! (I am trying very hard not to imagine what else it might have been to have the strength to push the heavy stapler off the middle tray of a trolley and have it land two feet across the floor!! I left the door to the garage open and barricaded myself in my bedroom and thankfully whatever it was appears to have left the premises.!)
There are some strange ‘tea’ infusions around. I haven’t seen that particular one, but I won’t be checking my supermarket in the hope of finding it.
And 107!! And looking amazing. A good appetite and a love of tea eh? Looks like I’m in the running then.
Thanks so much for brightening my week. (And yay, looks like I’m just about caught up with my Substack reading!)
I'm happy to be back on track following my favorite Substack writers, having spent the last few weeks catching up on all that I was behind on... which was a lot! Glad to see your colorful banter hasn't changed in my absence. 💜
I was laughing out loud wondering if the cats would make it to 'tin-o'clock'. How do you come up with these things Rebecca?! I checked with my cat and apparently it's universal cat lingo, she seemed to fully grasp tin-o'clock.
"The silly man clearly had both too much time on his hands and an overinflated ego."
#phew
I was so relieved to read that line. Being a crass American, I wasn't certain you weren't going to side with Mr. Test-tea.
I meant to comment on a previous post that this whole ongoing exchange brings to mind the silly song my kids brought home one summer. Clearly meant for coffee drinkers (which I am generally not) it has been a recurrent earworm ever since. You surely know it already. This is a fun variation on the original (starts at about 2:45), happily omitting the parts that blame the slave, servant, or wife, depending on how far back you go with the lyrics. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d61EKXPocWU
I'm inspired to draw so many things from this letter to Terry, mostly mice-related with tea thrown in somewhere. I love your description of my tea inventory discovery, too. 😅. I read the letter, and am typing this response, with my first cup of morning coffee in hand, adjusting to the time change at 6:27 a.m. The great advantage for the time change for me: I'll be riding to work in semi-daylight instead of first-light conditions. Only 47 more days until the Winter Solstice. https://www.rmg.co.uk/stories/topics/when-winter-solstice-shortest-day
I'll reply next week, but just so you know: our feline residents sleep in luxury quarters inside. We sit on top of them, thereby obviating the need for cushions.
I loved the mice-in-the-drawer story. I can just see those near-bald little thing scurrying in all directions. Great letter, Rebecca!
"Leaving aside the fact that you clearly ought to frequent tea rooms rather than coffee shops – because the clue’s in the name, Terry" Well said Rebecca. It's akin to ordering a salad at McDonalds, I imagine.
Edna!! What’s her secret? Quik tea? Is that like the Nescafé of teas? This is the second mouse story I’ve heard today. Ugh. Hope it’s not a sign.
Another fun read.
Baby mice in the cutlery drawer! Shudder! It was bad enough when a mouse threw my stapler across the floor the other night! (I am trying very hard not to imagine what else it might have been to have the strength to push the heavy stapler off the middle tray of a trolley and have it land two feet across the floor!! I left the door to the garage open and barricaded myself in my bedroom and thankfully whatever it was appears to have left the premises.!)
There are some strange ‘tea’ infusions around. I haven’t seen that particular one, but I won’t be checking my supermarket in the hope of finding it.
And 107!! And looking amazing. A good appetite and a love of tea eh? Looks like I’m in the running then.
Thanks so much for brightening my week. (And yay, looks like I’m just about caught up with my Substack reading!)
I'm happy to be back on track following my favorite Substack writers, having spent the last few weeks catching up on all that I was behind on... which was a lot! Glad to see your colorful banter hasn't changed in my absence. 💜
As always, this was a fun read!
I was laughing out loud wondering if the cats would make it to 'tin-o'clock'. How do you come up with these things Rebecca?! I checked with my cat and apparently it's universal cat lingo, she seemed to fully grasp tin-o'clock.
"The silly man clearly had both too much time on his hands and an overinflated ego."
#phew
I was so relieved to read that line. Being a crass American, I wasn't certain you weren't going to side with Mr. Test-tea.
I meant to comment on a previous post that this whole ongoing exchange brings to mind the silly song my kids brought home one summer. Clearly meant for coffee drinkers (which I am generally not) it has been a recurrent earworm ever since. You surely know it already. This is a fun variation on the original (starts at about 2:45), happily omitting the parts that blame the slave, servant, or wife, depending on how far back you go with the lyrics. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d61EKXPocWU
Thanks for the fun!
I'm inspired to draw so many things from this letter to Terry, mostly mice-related with tea thrown in somewhere. I love your description of my tea inventory discovery, too. 😅. I read the letter, and am typing this response, with my first cup of morning coffee in hand, adjusting to the time change at 6:27 a.m. The great advantage for the time change for me: I'll be riding to work in semi-daylight instead of first-light conditions. Only 47 more days until the Winter Solstice. https://www.rmg.co.uk/stories/topics/when-winter-solstice-shortest-day