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Take a cup
Better if it’s white
Bone china’s best
Freshest water into the kettle
Wait a while
Warm your cup
A bit of water
Sloosh it around
And away down the sink
In with your teabag
Wait for the boil
Straight into the cup
Squeeze the bag hard
Wait again
It’s mashing
Splash of full fat milk
Clatter your spoon
‘Til it’s the colour of slightly tanned skin
Don’t skimp a step
Everything’s crucial
It’s not a thing to be rushed
All good things worth waiting for
Especially this cup of tea.

I met a grinning cynic last night
He used to be a travel journalist
“Lovely,” I said
“But I started asking, what’s the point,” he grinned “and I got very bored”
“What do you do now?” I asked the inevitable
“Oh I’m in PR,” he said, “it’s equally pointless but better paid”
“Have you got any clients?” I wanted to ask.