Monday, March 12, 2012
March 12. Day 72. Tea time
Today I found myself in not one but two tea shops in the City and the array of choices was dazzling. Hundreds of types of tea and the most gorgeous and extravagant tea pots and cups.
And why should the English and the Irish be the only ones with their own breakfast tea? I could have bought Brisbane Breakfast Tea (black tea with mango) or Melbourne Breakfast Tea (black tea with vanilla) or dozens of others (I stopped asking after that).
Too many choices. Not enough time (or money). The whole experience left me a little overwhelmed. Perhaps a Bex, a cup of tea and a little lie down is in order.