The perfect cuppa

is best drunk when it’s at the

right temperature.


by Scooj

N.B. That temperature may be different for each person, but the perfection remains the same.

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I am Stephen. I live in Bristol, UK. I decided to shorten my profile...to this: Wildlife, haiku, travel, streetart, psychogeography and my family. Not necessarily in that order.

13 thoughts on “Tea”

  1. This is so true. As a kid my mother always sent me to Cowardines on Whiteladies Road near Clifton down station. The order was a pound of Ceylon tips mixed with a quarter pound of Ceylon dust. The ritual for brewing the tea was thorough, warm the pot etc. But drinking the perfect cuppa on a Sunday afternoon was bliss.
    Your post yesterday and today’s post make me think of those lines ” Lo stands the church clock at ten to three and is there honey still for tea?

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      1. I don’t recall that Cowardines. There used to be a pub close by, I think it was called The Coronation tap. I remember it was on the left hand side of a dead-end street. BTW, are the Cowardines storesw still in business?

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      2. During your sojourn at Princess Victoria your must have taken many a walk across the bridge, even visited the Camera Obscura and even the St. Vincent’s Rocks Hotel.

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      3. I don’t what yrr you aqrrived in Bristol but it’s possible the St. Vincent Rocks hotel was already converted into senior living residence, as a footnote I used to be the barman in their cocktails lounge bout 1963 (I think),

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      4. 1991 is the same year I returned from China to the USA. One ofthese day I really must make to journey Bristol. So many changes, so much new to see.

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