Saturday, 26 April 2008

A Little Tea Time Prayer

Our tea, who art in the pot,
Delicious be thy name.
Thy crockery come,
Thy will be done,
With loose leaves as it is with tea bags.
Pour us this day our daily brew,
And forgive us our cappuccinos,
As we forgive those who sip cappuccinos in front of us.
Lead us not into Starbucks,
But deliver us to the nearest tearooms,
For thine is the cuppa,
The comfort and the flavour,
Forever and ever. Our Char.


Matt said...

this is the best thing that you have ever written! I think you shoudl make a book of poems and sell it all around the world!

Helen said...

Even though we don't get to chat over our cups of tea much these days I think of you almost everytime I make one. Hope all is good with you sweetie - the blog is a stoke of genius.

I leave you with some advice from someone far wiser than me Helen x...

"Never trust a man who, when left alone in a room with a tea cozy, doesn't try it on." Billy Connolly