This was one of those mornings where I stared stupidly at my collection of teas, unsure of what to drink. Its going to be a long tea, and so I wanted something black, strong, and hearty. But I didn’t want anything too earthy or bitter this morning. Something kissed by fruit, perhaps.
Aha! Tower of London. Come here, you perfect, gorgeous, wonderful tea. How I have missed you! Why have I not sipped your honey’d waters more recently?
Well, it is all better now, for I have had the goodly cup, and am sitting in bliss, prepared for the day.
“a long tea”? :]
Oh good grief. I meant to write a long day! Ah well, shows where my mind was, eh?
It can be a pun xD