Thank you Billy, Yes I did well in boiling the water, although I will admit it boiled over a wee bit and as such spilt everywhere. I also burned my sleeve on the stove which I omitted from the blog, furthermore when I stubbed my toe on the table I spilled a bag of sugar. In the end I had made a rather big mess, burnt my arm and hurt my foot. It was a disaster really if I'm honest and the tea was too weak!
Thank you Ben, for those pearls of wisdom. Alas I shall not be making tea again anytime soon. Although I enjoy the process, it's such a task sometimes, that I feel it's best reserved for common folk such as my maid. I shall however purchase said undergarments for my maid at the store mentioned. I wish you all the best as you set about bringing your estate workers under control and perhaps when enough blood has been spilt we can brew some tea and regale at what fine fellows we are.
Interesting statement buddy. I question whether you mean "because of this website?" Surely not though since it's spelt "sight" which leads us to our perception of you. The question posed to me suggests that you, in a rather subliminal manner are asking..."Do you think we can go bananna's from the sight of you"
Adversly, I ponder your logic for asking such a complex question in such a cryptic form and I can only deduce that this is quiet simply a brilliantly minimised blog that touches on a pyschological theory of the state of one's own mind as perceived in third person by others.
The last part of blog states that you're "straight bonkers" it validates that afore mentioned, but is it contagious? I tell you what, I'm going into the kitchen now to put on the kettle and have a cup of Earl Grey while I contemplate the many diverse questions presented to me in this blog.
RE: AMERICANS ONLY CARE ABOUT MONEY MONEY MONEY!!!!!!!
It's not just america buddy, here in the Ireland the following is typical:A woman asking a man:
What do you do? (What's your job)
Do you drive? (What kind of car ya got)
A man such as I, asks a woman as follows:
Any road frontage? (Are you a farmer's daughter and how much land have you)
If she's no land under her feet boy she's no good to me