Tea-rrific
by Jennifer Collins
When it comes to hot beverages, nothing beats a nice cuppa tea. Forget even drinking the stuff… The ritual itself is enough for me. As Mrs Doyle from Father Ted so eloquently describes it: ‘The playful splash of the tea as it hits the bottom of the cup. The thrill of adding the milk and watching it settle for a moment, before it filters slowly down to the bottom of the cup changing the colour from dark brown to… a lighter brown. Perching an optional jaffa cake on the saucer like a proud soldier standing to attention beside a giant… cup of tea!’ Magnificent.
So obviously I really love tea and this is why I’m posting this song (which I came across today thanks to friend and fellow blogger and tea-lover Jensine):
Note the Lyon’s cup in the foreground. I’m a Barry’s woman myself, but it’s still a tea-rrific tune.
It is great fun isn’t it
Reblogged this on jensinewall and commented:
For all tea-lovers out there a cup of smiles
Good ‘tea’ know. Although I’ve been living in Ireland now for just over a year, I haven’t even tried Barry’s tea. I guess that makes me a heathen. I shall go and buy some today
Ps. I like Ireland, a lot 
Hahaha, what? In Ireland that long and not tried a cuppa Barry’s? That’s “tea”rrible
I can also recommend Bewley’s tea, if you haven’t tried it. Glad you like Ireland. Where are you from originally?
Hej! So, I’m now a Barry’s addict. It’s really good tea, perhaps better than Clipper. How did I ever drink the cheapo Aldi stuff? Never again! I’m a Yuki by passport – but a mixture by ‘blood’ – Irish, Scots, Polish. But aren’t we all mixtures, really.
ps. I was shocked the other day…Bewley’s in Westmoreland Street is a right olde shambles – a Starbucks at the front and TGI Fridays at the back. That place could’ve been made into a wonderful venue. What a shame.