When I sent out the invitations to my daughter's 21st 'Luncheon' party, I was fairly sure quite a number wouldn't be able to make it (although I hoped they would). So I did send out a quite lot of invitations. Now it seems that rather a lot of those are coming after all. Which is great. But means my one teapot will not suffice.
So I went op-shopping. Op = 'Opportunity' shop, goodwill stores, second-hand shops, charity shops, they go under a number of names.
And I found, hidden under layers of fat and grime, for less than four dollars each, four teapots. Two stainless steel, and two ceramic. Sorry no 'before' pictures, you'll just have to believe me. They didn't seem to be even worth their price sticker.
I've cleaned and scrubbed and polished them to within an inch of their lives, and look at these gleaming darlings now. One of the stainless steel pots had been cleaned with steelo pads and was very badly scratched, but has still come up very well with 'Polaris' reviver.
They pour beautifully - I checked before I bought - and I'm really looking forward to getting them out at the end of the party and pouring nice cups of tea for all those who want one.
Actually the white one will do for coffee, and one of the stainless ones for water, if required.
Whenever I think of cups of tea, I always think of this little song from my 1960 LP of Beatrix Potter's 'The Tale of Mrs Tiggy-Winkle", which, I think was narrated beautifully by Vivian Leigh - using an English accent, no less!
I don't know who sang the songs, but, like things do when you grew up with them, it's a sound of my childhood that I remember so well. And this one had the added bonus of teaching me how to make a good cuppa. Later, my children's Great Great Auntie Eva, who worked for a tea-importer's company in London after(? - or before) the war, told me you should always put the milk in the cup first, or the heat of the hot tea will scald the milk and change the taste. And I suppose she would know, because the tea had to be made 'just so' for the blending men.
Anyway. here's that song, as well as I can remember it.
A Cup of Tea.
One for each person,
One for the pot.
Pour on the water,
Let it brew,
A stir or two,
A steaming cup,
Fill it up,
A couple of sips to wet* your lips -
Ah! What a delicious thing to do!
There is nothing in the world that's nicer
I will happily guarantee
Than a real, hot, strong, cup of tea!
*It wasn't this word, it was something like 'smacker-yer', but I could never hear it properly.