Macaron black tea. The container is so lovely, I plan to put it in my office when I've used the tea. |
Punch got a blue Cath Kidston sweater and ballerina music box, Figgy a heavenly persimmon-scented candle in a pretty porcelain container. My taxicab-yellow Selfridges shopping bag contained a tea party, courtesy of Mariage Frères**, a brand I don't know. H. chose the pink and silver tin above; two glamorous black bags of tea; a pack of 30 filter envelopes for infusing tea [making our own sachets with all of this loose tea]; four pretty rock-candy sugar stirrers; and a bar of Bitter Dark Chocolate 80%. It is really a lovely gift--I would have loved to go to tea in London.
Regrettably, he also brought back a short fuse when putting Punch to bed, probably partly because it was 2 A.M. London time. But that's hard for me, and Punch. She missed him and wanted him to do bedtime.
Good night.
TCOY
- Soaked up lots of sleep before Punchy came back from her Mimi's.
- Tonight, I went for maybe an hour to Elly's, where Anne and another friend were. We had roast chicken and salad and it was really nice to talk by the crackling fire.
- I've been catching up on the HBO series "Girls." Fascinating and entertaining. Lena is so funny.
I love the UK book cover for H.'s book. |
And I love this U.S. cover, too. |
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