Tea break All this high-quality blogging is thirsty work. I’m going to put the kettle on. Would anyone like a drink?
11 comments on “Tea break”
Could I have a single plum, floating in perfume, served in a man’s hat?
Sounds grand, I’ll have a tea. Have you got any biscuits?
I’m fresh out of perfume. Would you settle for a single plum floating in Cool Water by Davidoff?
Kev, the only biscuit I have is a kit kat that I’ve already dunked in tea and licked all the chocolate off, but you can have the rest of it. I’ve put it on your saucer.
where do you draw the line between a chocolate bar and a biscuit? It feels like a normal 2 finger kitkat would be a biscuit, but the big chunky ones would be a chocolate bar. What is a Twix for example? (apart from a shitty tasting product with plasticy caramel)
Settle indeed! Sling one my way.
I like all the biscuits and all the chocolate bars. Stop being so fussy, Kev.
I think a Twix falls into the middle category of a “lunchbox chocolate bar”. It’s like a Breakaway or a Rocky. It’s not really a chocolate bar – not like a Mars or a Snickers or a Dr Fumble’s Nougaty Scimitar – but it’s much more chocolatebarworthy than a digestive.
Could you sing one my way? Like Gary Wilmot?
No, I couldn’t. I’m not singing any biscuits at all. Not after last time.
Who is Gary Wilmot, anyway?
All you need to know about Gary Wilmot is that you don’t know who Gary Wilmot is.
Sort of along the lines of, “If I were you, I wouldn’t wanna know you.”
One thing I’m pretty sure of is that if I were Gary Wilmot, I wouldn’t want to know Gary Wilmot. But it’s OK because I don’t know who he is anyway.
One of these days Gary Wilmot will wake up and not know who Gary Wilmot is, and that is why sometimes I wake up screaming in the middle of the night.