This week, I have drunk a lot of tea! I come from a long line of tea drinkers, and remember my Gran, whose whistling kettle on the stove top never really ever cooled down, and the old brown teapot with a green knitted cosy on the kitchen table always felt warm.
…this isn’t it, but no-one took photos of teapots in those days!! But it’s funny the things you remember from childhood. Although the method of tea-making has changed, usually to an electric kettle and teabag plonked straight in the mug, without messy tea-leaves, the comforting taste of tea (with sugar!) is still the same.
Funnily enough, our electric kettle broke this weekend, great timing as these things often are! But instead of making any attempt to replace it whilst trying to negotiate a whole host of other stuff, I’ve been using my stove-top whistling kettle. All of a sudden, my kitchen is full of nostalgia, and I remember Gran’s battered kitchen table with an oil-cloth covering it, crocheted cushions on the chairs, and that teapot with the green, ribbed cosy. Earlier today, I got down my old, brown teapot off the shelf, and made tea in a cup and saucer. It’s been a good place to revisit, and I shall do it more often 
Off now to put the (still warm) kettle on again 
Jun 10, 2011 @ 02:13:35
I am going to borrow your motto! I love a whistling kettle…I need one because I am easily distracted and would otherwise forget that I put the kettle on. My Mom has a brown teapot that I love!!