Drinking my coffee yesterday morning while listening to CNN on referendum matters of BREXIT, I literally swallowed wrongly and almost choked on it when I learnt that UK voted out.
OUT! I squeaked to my Dear Himself, who was equally not amused that he left his drink and it grew cold. They have broken my romantic European values and hurt my feelings 😞
I felt compelled at that point to put the kettle back on and fix a cup of Earl Grey or some English breakfast tea to drink – what that would accomplish, I couldn’t ascertain, but I was certainly upset even though I am not British.
Well, I guess a lot of British folks are keeping a stiff upper lip and drinking lots of cups of tea at the moment, since the belief that a good cuppa tea can soothe frayed nerves. Let’s hope so.
Have a great weekend folks. Fix yourself something warm or cold to drink and no more exits please.
P.S. Linda always seems to know where my thoughts are and gives just the right prompt like today’s word ‘drink‘ to get me brewing and spewing.
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