The guy had sunglasses on. A singlet. Shorts. A large takeaway beverage cup in his hand.
He looked vaguely dangerous.
Lady D was rearranging the stock, so it was down to me to offer him some tea samples.
I didn’t.
I waited for him to pass our stall.
He didn’t.
The takeaway cup turned out to be full of Tea Drop’s Malabar Chai, made black.
And he turned out to be a new tea convert. We chatted to him and he tried all of our samples.
“I used to come home and drink a bottle of wine in front of the TV”, he told us. “Now, I sit on the grass out in the yard, and drink tea.”
“My life is much better.”
Turn on the music and you will be able to hear “Ta-ta ta ta” (or is it just me singing the Terminator Theme).
I can picture him coming to your door and asking “Lord The Devotea?” before asking you for a cup of tea.
Ah now the converted tea-minator wants to go back in time and save the future of tea by preventing the teabag from being invented…
@bram 😀