Tea please.

Last weekend we undertook a very short trip to visit friends in the frozen north to celebrate a significant birthday (not mine!) It was lovely to catch up with lots of old friends and acquaintances whilst enjoying delicious food. The event was held in a prestigious hotel in Cheshire, somewhere new to me, but all the faces were familiar. I spent a good while chatting to a lady who’d arrived early enough to enjoy a swim but had declined afternoon tea. When pressed, she opined that she couldn’t see the point of it; she’d had lunch and was looking forward to dinner, this would spoil her appetite. So what is the point of afternoon tea? Originally to bridge the gap between lunch at 12 and dinner at 8, but those timings no longer exist for most of us. So adamant she was, that it made me question the value of afternoon tea unless it’s a booking at The Ritz and only a slot at 1p.m. is left. Remember that, husband? 😉