While reading a book on synaesthesia (review to follow soon) I found an interesting quotation in it by Marlene Dietrich:
The British have an umbilical cord which has never been cut and through which tea flows constantly. It is curious to watch them in times of sudden horror, tragedy or disaster. The pulse stops apparently, and nothing can be done, and no move made, until ‘a nice cup of tea’ is quickly made. There is no question that it brings solace and does steady the mind. What a pity all countries are not so tea-conscious. World-peace conferences would run more smoothly if ‘a nice cup of tea’, or indeed, a samovar were available at the proper time.
I’m not a tea drinker, and neither am I a coffee drinker. I suspect this has something to do with my fundamental laziness, that I can’t be bothered with brewing up a pot or whatever; as many people know, Ribena is my drink of choice.
Not drinking tea or coffee does make going to Starbucks much cheaper, although drinking hot chocolate every time can begin to wear on a person.
