FIRST CUP OF TEA

The forecast for the next ten minutes or so, sunny with outbreaks of imagination and scattered pondering. ☕

FIRST CUP OF TEA

Fluffy slippers for the soul. ☕

FIRST CUP OF TEA

Taking the mundane and, sip by sip, revealing the beauty therein. ☕

FIRST CUP OF TEA

I wonder do I ponder more?

Or ponder do I wonder more?

Drinking every fresh-made brew

Though I suppose both could be true. 

To join the two is to combine

To plumb Imagination's mine

From every sip and every sup

There's gold, somewhere, in every cup. ☕

FIRST CUP OF TEA

I sip and muse and I recall a time when my dad would fill his tartan Thermos flask with boiling water and place the teabags under the cup and off to work he'd go.

I don't know why but it was always a tartan Thermos. Probably part of the Bricklayers Code. 🧱☕

FIRST CUP OF TEA

Teabag and spoon, mashing in perfect harmony until just the right colour is...not yet...one more mash...nope...one more...until just the right colour is achieved. ☕

FIRST CUP OF TEA

Teaquality for all! ✊☕

FIRST CUP OF TEA

The teabag slam-dunks itself straight into the mug as I launch it from at least 6 feet away. 

One of life's little victories that means nothing and yet everything at the same time. ☕

FIRST CUP OF TEA

Taking me from now to then and back again. ☕

FIRST CUP OF TEA

A bit like following faint footprints in the sand; you know the tide will eventually wash them away but you instinctively know which way to go. ☕

FIRST CUP OF TEA

Deep-tea diving. ☕

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The Coziness Of The Long Distance Supper - the story Alan Sillitoe wrote when he stopped being an Angry Young Man. ☕

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If I was still in the Cubs I could guarantee you two things - firstly, I'd have my Tea Drinker's badge, and secondly I'd be the only 6ft2, grey-haired Cub in the UK! ☕

FIRST CUP OF TEA

My own sparkler, my own banger - 365 days a year. ☕🎆🎇

FIRST CUP OF TEA

How did I reach my teabags as a child?

On my PG Tiptoes. ☕