Last summer when I toddled across the pond to visit home for a couple of weeks.
After a gruelling journey across the Atlantic, followed by a train to Hull, I spent the next day wandering around town.
The day after that, Papa (my mums partner, I call him Papa) and I went to York for the day. We were passing a shop, and I looked in and was "oooooh, 6 pounds? Only 6 pounds? I'm buying it".

So with glee I took my purchase up to the counter, paid my six pounds and said "please wrap it up very very carefully as it has to go all the way back to California".
Never mind that it also had to travel to Stafford for a few days, followed by a few days in that there Londinium.

After a fun couple of weeks in England, I then boarded the plane at Heathrow for my journey back to California. After landing in glorious sunshine and getting massive hugs from my boyfriend, I opened up my suitcase.

I unwrapped my new precious, fearing the worst. But alas! It was still in one piece!! "Hurrah" I cried. And offered there and then to use it. "Oh, yes please" said my boyfriend and his daughter.

And so we all had a lovely jubbly cup of tea:


( Batshitmentalist is sane for once, Sat 23 May 2009, 16:44, 3 replies)

30 years ago
one could not buy a teapot in the entirety of Idaho.
Has 'merica improved since then?

*note I was not alive 30 years go
( ejlflop errrrrgs. Regularly., Sun 24 May 2009, 1:12, closed)

Unfairness!
Mine took the same trip and ended up minus its handle.
So I super-glued it back on and it sits on the kitchen counter to this day, filled with all sorts of lovely caffeinated leaf-beverages.
(TheWonderfulWombat It came to me in a dream., Sun 24 May 2009, 7:12, closed)

Lid fail..
..but it does prove that it's not full of coffee ;o)

Don't forget, 'cow juice' in the cup first!
(AndyC4m Eject Eject [><], Wed 27 May 2009, 13:51, closed)