Hello The Boy Who Likes To (*sharp inhale*) here is some tea for you. What is your favourite kind of tea?
The tea my friend Rob's tea company makes. Go facebook them. Shameless plug there.
Yes, it was a bit. Perhaps some cake will shut you up. What kind would you like?
I’d like a scone please. I like to think that I am plain and simple, but sometimes I like to go crazy and put jam on top. (I’d like to clarify I don’t actually put jam on my head).
That was nice, can I have another?
No. If you have too many you will be sick. I am not sure you've got the resolve for this tea and cake business...
Actually, I do. I once had birthday cake made for me that had Raphael from the Teenage Mutant Hero Turtles on. I never touched it for years, it sat in my room for what seemed like an eternity, to a kid. One day I was hungry and nibbled on his icing legs and arms. I never really felt any ill effects.
Oh alright then, have another scone.... I say, if you could insert a tea party into any event in history what would it be? Possibly at the meeting that Mr Starbucks had when he decided to open up all these coffee shops. I’d offer tea and on side comment about how bad of an idea it would be and how it wouldn’t work. Anything to get rid of all the coffee shops and the coffee culture. (A pet hate of mine is I hate being stuck being someone in a cafe, while they take ages to get served a simple drink.)
What a splendid idea. I think tea could solve most of the world's ills if employed correctly. Now tell me, The Boy Who Likes To (*sharp inhale*) what is your fondest tea-memory of all time ever in your whole life?
While walking in the Knoydart Mountain area of Scotland a groups of us got a little lost. There was a lot of rain, many soaked walkers, a few tears, many requests to call for mountain rescue to save our asses, a couple of arguments and a race against a sun set. The run across the loch bed at the end to a small hut in the middle of nowhere, were we would be staying for the night, was a great moment. A cup of tea while taking off our very heavy boots and changing out of our soaking clothes would have been fantastic. (We made do with getting very drunk.)
My goodness I feel quite worn out just thinking about that. I think I will have to go and take a little nap now. So, goodbye The Boy Who Likes To (*sharp inhale*) and thank you for coming to my tea party.
Thanks for having me. Bye