'In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love'...TEA!
I imagine Jane Austen turning over in her grave right about now.
It's true, it's true. I love tea. I haven't always loved it like I do now. When I first moved to London in 2002, I would drink a cup of coffee a day and would have the occasional cup of tea. After a couple of months I swapped my morning coffee for tea, and then added another cup and then another cup. After I had my daughter in 2008, I started drinking 4-5 cups of tea. And now, I'm at 5-6 cups per day. I assume this is normal, right?
I start with a normal black tea, and continue but also intersperse Earl Grey, Darjeeling, Lapsang Souchong and/or Green Tea. I end the day with decaf tea. I love tea so much I thought I'd write a poem about it.
Tea, tea, how I love thee
Black, green, white and mint tea
In the morning, I need at least three
To keep me from going doo-lal-ly
Forget coffee or hot choccy,
What I adore is tea,
and I've been addicted since 2003