Having only recently moved to England, many charming details have been catching my attention. It’s the little things that brighten up my day and remind me time and time again that I am, undeniably, living in London. To start with, the expressions – it is absolutely wonderful to come into work early in the morning, and hear a bright “Hello darling, how are you today?” Just the darling makes everything all right, doesn’t it? Even the rain ceases to matter.
But the loveliest bit of conversation was when my colleagues commented on a high-tea they had attended over the weekend. Quoting (very) freely:
“It all looked amazing, very posh, almost too nice to touch. But the one unmissable item, that we dream of and live for, the true essence of high-tea, was missing: scones!”
What followed was a passionate discussion about scones, the best place to get them, the ideal way to eat them, the perfect cream and favourite jams to put on top, and last but not least the tea – with milk! – to go along.
It made my day, more English impossible!
And after so much talk about scones, the next day dear Rachel brought some in for us all. I have to give it to you, I’m sold: they are delicious. Maybe an idea to start offering at our conferences?
Published: 24 August 2010 by Tom