Hello From My Englishness

I can remember oop north the milk delivered direct from the farm by horse and buggy. Poured from the urn unto a jug or other container that you supplied, and that was 7 days a week all year round.

The guy carried on in competition to the new dairies with electric hand carts until his horse became too old to continue.

My Aunt used to brew tea in a pint mug for each of us. A heaped teaspoon of loose tea straight in the mug, boiling water left for two minutes before adding milk and sugar. All stirred up and then you had to leave it 5 minutes for the tea to settle, and then remember not to drink the last inch in the bottom otherwise you got a mouthful of tea leaf.
 
I can remember oop north the milk delivered direct from the farm by horse and buggy. Poured from the urn unto a jug or other container that you supplied, and that was 7 days a week all year round.

The guy carried on in competition to the new dairies with electric hand carts until his horse became too old to continue.

My Aunt used to brew tea in a pint mug for each of us. A heaped teaspoon of loose tea straight in the mug, boiling water left for two minutes before adding milk and sugar. All stirred up and then you had to leave it 5 minutes for the tea to settle, and then remember not to drink the last inch in the bottom otherwise you got a mouthful of tea leaf.

Thank god for teabags ........................... Yorkshire, mind. :D
 
Tea, teabagging...

Stirs the pot and also exits stage, persued by a bear.


Although, point of order. Did you know that a teacosy (according to laws of physics) has no bearing on keeping teapots warm.
 
Tease 😂
How do you call yersel English but you don’t like tea?!?!?
Wee weirdo 😂

Well said Daisy. Never trust anyone who can't drink a decent cup of tea - decent I say, not one of those insipid ones that are scared by the sight of a tea bag.
 
Hello, Not English, but my family's heritage goes back there. Coffee drinker, but like Cherry Brandy, real dairy (halnhalf) only. None of that chemical flavored nonsense.
 
Quite a surprise to see this thread at the top of my subscribed threads list. I hope that you are well, Ironfan. Perhaps people might get a bit of enjoyment from it again, even if it's fleeting. It's a mixed bag of feelings for me. It feels oh so long ago. :heart:
 
Quite a surprise to see this thread at the top of my subscribed threads list. I hope that you are well, Ironfan. Perhaps people might get a bit of enjoyment from it again, even if it's fleeting. It's a mixed bag of feelings for me. It feels oh so long ago. :heart:

Not so long ago, but seems like a world away.
 
Quite a surprise to see this thread at the top of my subscribed threads list. I hope that you are well, Ironfan. Perhaps people might get a bit of enjoyment from it again, even if it's fleeting. It's a mixed bag of feelings for me. It feels oh so long ago. :heart:

I know what you mean. It sat dormant in my subscribed list. Covid seems to have altered a lot of life but I wondered if this little corner of weirdness could be resurrected.
 
Well said Daisy. Never trust anyone who can't drink a decent cup of tea - decent I say, not one of those insipid ones that are scared by the sight of a tea bag.

My sister in law was one of those. Her being a Mancunian, should have known better, her dad used to make a wonderful cuppa. She used to flash the teabag at the cup so quick it hardly got wet.

I spent a fair bit of time in Germany during my working years, always the same hotel and we had to train their catering staff to make tea the English way. Their version originally was to provide a mug of hot, but not boiling water and a teabag on the side and you dunked it at the table. Yuck. Most European countries do the same. Well those that I’ve visited anyway.
 
I've had years of practice making tea, great way to get a break at work. Offer to make the wets.

Had a great weekend, catch up night out with mates, discussing why we don't do it more often. Then Sunday remembering why we don't do it more often.

How's everyone else today?
 
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