Afternoon Tea (and Crochet)

Afternoon tea is a ritual I love.  I remember trudging up the hill after school, my mom was usually sitting on the verandah with tea and tennis biscuits. While there are never tennis biscuits anymore (being full of dead orangutans a.k.a. palm oil, nowadays), I still have afternoon tea on the verandah. Winter afternoons, when…

Morning Tea

I’ve lost my favourite mug. It has got green giraffes and daisies on it, in case you spot it somewhere. I know what I have done – put it down somewhere while on my morning rambles along the road and around the farmyard, and forgotten it.  Probably covered in freshly fallen leaves now, so hard…