Not going to lie, I haven't had the best couple of days. I've been grumpy, stressy and generally not very nice to be around. However, sat in bed this morning sipping my tea, somehow life suddenly wasn't quite so bad. So thank you the good old British cup of tea. You're always there for my morning cuddle when Marcus can't be and make early mornings slightly less painful.
If I ever move to America then I will fully be taking a suitcase packed only with my beloved Yorkshire Tea. And maybe some hobnobs... yes definitely hobnobs.
LYMH.
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