Turlough, I do love you, you darling, ginger sassmaster. In the bag, the tea smells like earl grey, but not quite earl grey – it’s earl grey and, which it turns out is my favourite way to drink earl grey. There’s something mysterious and a bit sweet lurking behind the familiar bergamot, something a little otherworldly about it. When brewed, the currant and cream really smooth it out, especially with milk and sugar, while the earl grey retains a lingering edge. It’s bright and sweet, with a creamy mouthfeel, and definitely a little unusual; currant gives it an extra dimension that makes it more interesting than a straight earl grey cream would be. Turlough might not have liked a lot of things about Earth, but he was certainly fond of tea, and I think he’d be chuffed to bits with this one. It’s a big bowl of comforting when you’re feeling mopey and alone and listening to a lot of Echo and the Bunnymen and feeling sad that none of these mere humans can possibly understand what you’re going through. Not that I’ve ever experienced all of the above or anything. Yep.
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