Fragrant leaves covered with hot water, brewing gently. So simple and so satisfying.
My love of tea and tea parties was instilled by my aunties and great aunties when I was just a child. They’d always have tea brewing in a pot, served in beautiful cups. They’d sweeten mine with plenty of sugar – cubes if I was especially lucky – and I’d sit beside them, like an adult, with my own exquisite, delicate cup.
In recent years, a cup or pot of tea has become a calming and motivating ritual. Sometimes it’s a social, shared pot, other times an search for inspiration in a pot for one. I’ve become fond of pots of tea at my desk and tea with my husband after dinner. I’ve acquired a collection of tea pots and pretty cups which make a five-minute break away from work amazingly refreshing, or afternoon tea with friends or family a real occasion.
The type of tea has varied depending on mood and my cupboard is bursting at the seams with a range from green to white, Earl Grey to the smokey lapsang souchong. There’s even a mint slice tea in there. From a Chinese tea set and a pot of Jasmine Green Tea, to a silver teapot and a strong Earl Grey. No matter what time of day or what mood, there’s a solution in my tea caddy.
It’s a remarkable drink, served for both shock and in celebration. As Sir Arthur Pinero said, “While there’s tea, there’s hope”.
And on that note, it’s time to refresh my pot.