When you watch films and TV programmes made here in the UK, it’s practically guaranteed that if there’s a harrowing experience, if something nasty happens to someone, or if there’s any kind of tension, there’s a common remedy / cure all used. That is tea.
What’s that? You’ve fallen off the roof and broken your leg? Never mind, have some tea and you’ll be fine till the ambulance arrives.
Oh, I’m sorry to hear that your favourite hamster has just died. Have some tea, everything will seem brighter then.
When you think about it, it’s probably not the tea itself that works magic. It’s probably sitting down, taking deep breaths and generally relaxing that helps.
As an aside, I’ve not had “normal” tea for many years, because I don’t really like the taste, but in the past year or so I’ve been trying lots of different blends and flavours, like masala chai, mint tea and all sorts of unusual ones found at Buddhist shops. Some I’ve found I really like, particularly one called Man’s Tea, which has liquorice and ginger in it. It has to be noted that all have to be drunk without milk or sugar, exactly as I have my coffee.
I’ll leave you tonight with the thought that Karl Marx only ever drank coffee, because he reckoned that proper tea was theft…