Time takes a moment's break while Memory
plays its greatest hits and gives a
shout-out
to the Future
(who neither have met but have heard great things). ☕
Time takes a moment's break while Memory
plays its greatest hits and gives a
shout-out
to the Future
(who neither have met but have heard great things). ☕
First ponder of the day; someone, somewhere will be having their first ever first cup of tea, and someone, somewhere will be having their last. 🤔
Therefore, the key to a long & happy life is to always stay ahead of the first person and to always stay just behind the second person. ☕
From a steaming pot
or a steaming kettle
just the one first cup
and the day can settle. ☕
the first sup's always too hot
the last sup's always too cold
the art is to find that Goldilocks spot
then the rest of the day can unfold. ☕
It's better to order flat white
An espresso but kept out of sight
You can trick all your mates
But this drink equates
To a pacifist wanting a fight!
Tea related songs you could sing to yourself as you make your tea.
Love Is The Mug by Roxy Music
Sip Slidin' Away by Paul Simon
Anything by The Sweet(ner)
Sugar Sugar by The Archies
Smells Like Tea Spirit by Nirvana
Bohemian Rhapsotea by Queen
Stir It Up by Bob Marley
I sip around the chip
And sometimes even glug
"World's Best Dad"
It's quite the brag
But it's my favourite mug. ☕
There may be trouble ahead
But while there's moonlight
And music and love and this cup
Let's face the music and sup! ☕
Returning from Birmingham Airport this morning at 5:30am:
the large crescent moon
hangs low in the sky
hesitant to touch
the frosty horizon
like a small child's slender
finger
which has been told to stay away from
the sweetie jar.
Tinkle the teaspoon
slurp the drink
take time to enjoy
take time to think
there's gold in them hills
there's gold in that sup
there's gold in the thrills
of every first cup. ☕
You might mash the bag
You might stew the leaves
You might have it black
(it's hard to believe)
You might have a mug
You might have a cup
You might have a glug
You might have a sup
You might drink alone
You might drink in pairs
There's only one drink
And nothing compares. ☕
If language were to disappear
And we were left with mime
Would we turn into Una Stubbs
And Lionel Blair in time?
While a picture may paint a thousand words, the taste of that first cup of tea colours in the whole dictionary. ☕
The simple act of brewing up
Of taking teabag, spoon and cup
It brings such joy
It brings such pleasure
There's that rainbow
There's that treasure. 🌈☕
Supping and pondering,
though sometimes I ponder and sup.
I can't help wondering,
what magic is there in this cup? ☕
My fridge is stuffed with trays of leftover party food covered in tin foil. I thrust a hand under the foil into one of the trays, hoping for a fat sausage roll. I pull out instead a rather tired looking carrot stick.
Is my fridge now making new year's resolutions for me?