...or the lack of smell, come to think of it. I have Winnie the Pooh head today - my head feels stuffed with fluff. I have all the beginnings-of-a-cold symptoms, so I decided to make a hot cup of tea.
I posted before about my memories of having tea with my Mom. I related about the tea cups she gave me and the ones Kevin and I bought in England in May of 2009.
My collection
Kevin and I married 29 years ago. My English cousins (2nd? once removed? well, we're related!) sent us a £ 5 note as a wedding gift, which I vowed not to spend until I was physically on English soil. Canada would not count.
That opportunity finally came two years ago. After searching for a week in village shops and the English version of yard sales, we ended up in Harrod's of London. To give you an idea of the atmosphere, here's a quote from their web site:
Please ensure all clothing is clean and presentable and that the appropriate footwear is worn while in the store. Refrain from wearing clothing which may reveal intimate parts of the body, or which portrays offensive pictures or writing. For full details of the Harrods Dress Code, please click here.
Refrain from wearing crash helmets in the store.
I have to admit, I was a little bit intimidated by the sheer size of the store and the very well-dressed clerks. After finding the fine china department, my fears were relieved. The clerk was absolutely polite and charming.
I chose a tea cup, then Kevin found one he thought I'd like. I couldn't decide between the two, so my sweet husband told me to get both. :D
As the clerk prepared our purchases for transatlantic travel, we related the story of my £5 note. I was so excited to be spending it at last! I pulled it out to show him, whereupon he sadly informed me that my currency was too old to spend! I would have to take it to a bank to exchange for the new currency!
Well, the bank was already closed and we had to leave for the airport early the next morning. I still have the £5 note.
I've resigned myself to the fact that I have to go back to England. And I'll be sure the bank is open this time.
And I think I'll help boost their chocolate sales. After all, they only sell 100 tonnes of confections annually.
