Legends from our own lunchtimes

Friday, May 03, 2013

A nice cup of tea

We really should have set about unpacking all the contents of the boat that we had so carefully stored safe from the ravages of winter's humidity, and we really should have busying ourselves settling in and perhaps provisioning ready for the year ahead.  Really that's what we should have been doing.

But the weather wasn't all that friendly, and I managed to get the covers off between icy showers, and bed was snug and a great place to read at least until the onset of something more like summer.

Besides, Maggie has the best teapot on earth.  I'm sure there is a commandment forbidding us to covet our neighbour's tea-pot, but there's nothing to prevent us sitting in her parlour and consuming it's contents along with vast quantities of fresh carrot cake until it's far too late to do any work.

Why should we hurry we wondered?


Annie said...

I do enjoy your stories from France and your travels so much, it sounds so much more glamorous than the Sunshine Coast! Very envious.

In the meantime, I've sold my house in Brisbane, (fingers crossed) and now looking for a place on the coast to call home, to be closer to the little family now settled ((?), perhaps living would be better, at Sippy Downs. Not really a suburb I really want to buy in particularly!

Wonder do you know much about Caloundra/Battery Hill area? A friend has worried me abut buying at Buderim because of recent landslips. I guess there are advantages and disadvantages in buying anywhere.

Annie said...

I started off meaning to say that I love the photo of the teapot. Great shot!

bitingmidge said...

Thanks Annie, I have left a message on your blog, please email me and I'll get back to you!



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