'This tea is much darker than it usually is.'
When I manage to make a perfect cup of tea (that is to say, when the first sip intantly reminds me of England) so many places come to mind. Ann and Matt's flat, train stations of all sorts, the youth hostel near Sherwood. Lovely memories, all of them. *sigh* I miss England. And that's what comes of drinking a perfect cup of tea.
Today, I think I'm better...Enough so that I'm gonna help Dad and various friends of Eric pack up stuff in his apartment. His lease is up at the end of the month so we're bringing the boxes home, and finding room for the furniture.
Today, I think I'm better...Enough so that I'm gonna help Dad and various friends of Eric pack up stuff in his apartment. His lease is up at the end of the month so we're bringing the boxes home, and finding room for the furniture.