There are two beverages that will always be interlinked with reading or writing. One is alcohol and the other is tea.
This month I want to direct attention to Bag Ladies Tea – lovely novel inspired tea.
Who doesn’t love a good cuppa that’s surrounded by beautiful words from the talent Jane Austen and C. S. Lewis? Brewed with intellect in mind this range of teas are just want any reader or writer wants on a cold winter morning. True it’s supposed to be Spring but here in London we’ve had snow flurries dancing even at the end of February.
Unfortunately I don’t think believe Bag Ladies Tea ship to the UK. They currently only cover the US, Australia and Canada. But one can hope and dream they will ship to England in the future. For the time being I can always purchase some for when I make my annual trip home. It’s good to plan ahead!
I love this idea of enjoying a favourite drinks mixed with another’s passion. Oh yes, why I’d love another cup please.
Photos are from Bag Ladies Tea website.
Simply because…”That’s what heros are for.” If I could be rescued by anyone, it would have to be Lir.
I loved anything that had to do with horses growing up. Black Beauty was a beautiful story, but as I grew up the cruelty inflicted upon the horses affected me more and more. Now I don’t think I can read the story again. All I remember is poor Ginger and the lack of understanding that horses are creatures too. When I worked at an after school program my head teacher decided to read this story, one chapter every afternoon, to our kids. I asked if she was sure she wanted to do that, for she hadn’t read the book before. I’ll never forget the look on her face when she read aloud Ginger’s fate. The kid’s faces weren’t much better, but it’s all apart of growing up isn’t it?
The horror, the horror of this book. I’ve read it three times and each reading I loath it slightly more. It’s only 80 pages and still I don’t understand what happens and I get frustrated at the ending each time. What is the point?! (Okay I know the point is finding the doctor, but the ending – ugh, kill me I’m so bored) I can appreciate the literary significance of Conrad’s words, but I have never liked this book. I hate it. My heart is full of darkness when I read this book. What can I say? It’s just not for me.