I can’t cycle to Carrefour as the brakes on my bike need replacing, not that they’d be that useful when cycling on snow.  I think that the tea-bag has already been used once, so I could, at a push, make two more cups of tea with it, but that is going to taste dire.  This is definitely a crisis.

It’s -3°C outside so I really don’t feel like going all the way into town to the small English shop and buying another box at twice the price as they do at Carrefour.  I don’t want any of that herbal tea that the Twat has given me over the years as a ‘guilt gift’ on a trip back from Holland.  I need proper, hot builder’s tea.  I have the hot water and splash of milk, but one miserable tea-bag for the entire day and this will not do.

The Twat’s suggestion of drinking coffee is stupid because after 3 cups my tongue starts to feel all furry.  I’ve no idea why, but it does.  So I shall have to persevere throughout the day by hand-wringing every simple drop of tea still left in my tea-bag.

Unless.

I owe Tony two eggs.  He drinks builder’s tea.  Hmm.

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