A dream about to come true?

I do believe in the power of wishing, and of visualisation, to help make things really happen (like it did here a few months ago). But sometimes some things just seem that little bit too big and too important to say out loud. I always have a niggling fear that speaking about the dreams you really really want to come true will somehow jinx them, and make them not come true after all.

That is why I haven't mentioned anything about our dream house until now.

(cute stitched keyring from the lovely Dear Emma) 

My man and I have been living together for some time, but in his place, not in our place. To his eternal credit, when I moved in he let me change a few things around (read ‘new wooden flooring, new doors, new paint on every wall, new furniture…’) and we have been happy here. But for a long time we have wanted a home of our own, that we chose together, with a little garden, space to spread out, and maybe even a nice big studio for me(!).

And then, all of a sudden, a couple of months ago, we found it. The perfect house for us, right now.

And then one serendipitous thing after another happened, which brought us closer to actually buying the house.  And guess what?  If all goes to plan, it will be ours next Thursday!

I cannot tell you how excited I am about this!

There is something very comforting about a house, with actual staircases. Having lived in a flat for so long, I cannot wait to go upstairs to bed! And downstairs in the morning, to make a brew and then sit in the garden having breakfast and chatting to the birds.

So please, wish hard for us that everything goes right and we get the keys next week, as is supposed to happen according to our dream.  And then I can invite you round for tea!

The perfect cup of tea

Historically there have always been a number of major differences between the North and the South of England - dialects, industries, weather, and the big divider - how we make our cups of tea!

"To gain optimum ambience for enjoyment of tea aim to achieve a seated drinking position in a favoured home spot where quietness and calm will elevate the moment."

The Royal Society of Chemistry 

Being a Southerner living in the North, and someone who drinks eight or nine cups a day, this has long fascinated me.  The version of tradition I know tells it like this, although it is always the subject of hot debate and I am sure there are others who would disagree...

In the South you put the milk in first, then add the tea.  This is apparently because in the olden days while the landed gentry used delicate porcelain, these who couldn't afford it used cheaper china which cracked if boiling water was poured straight in. 

In the North you put the tea in first, usually into a mug, because "how do you know how much milk you need until you see the colour of the tea?".  Fair point.

On the train going between the South and the North the tea is just dodgy.

And you can even buy different versions of the same tea brand depending on whether you live in the South and have soft water (makes bubbles more easily), or live in the North and have hard water.

And the scientific world is divided: The Royal Society of Chemistry says 'milk in first' but the Royal Society of Physics says 'all that matters is the temperature of the water'.

Whoever thought there would be so much to think about!

This is my receipe for the perfect cup of tea:

1) Boil the water and put a bit in the teapot and a bit in your cup to warm it up.  Swirl it round the teapot and the cup so they are hot, pour that water away. 
2) Put 2-3 tea bags in the pot (best is a mixture of Earl Grey and my favourite PG Tips which makes for easy-drinking sophistication - don't knock it until you have tried it!)
3) Pour in boiling water, put the lid on and swirl it around.  Leave it for 2-3 minutes while you get your biscuits out of the tin or cut your slice of cake :-)
4) Pour a good splash of milk into the cup then add the tea - I like it about 1:5 milk:tea
5) Sip and say 'ahhhhh'

I like mine in a plain white mug, strong but with lots of milk so it is a caramel colour, best drunk:

• first thing in the morning with the birds singing outside the window
• with a bacon buttie after a long bike ride
• in the afternoon with a piece of carrot cake and a good book
• in a tea shop with a friend, served with lashings of laughter
• at the kitchen table with marmite on toast after a night out

From my travels I am also partial to a bit of Japanese roasted tea, sweet mint tea from Libya and Morocco, bitter Rooibos from South Africa, mate from Argentina, spicy chai from India, smoky Lapsang Souchong from China... the list goes on, but that's a discussion for another day. 

Tea goes well with good conversation. What's your favourite and how do you like it? 


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