
I am drinking my PG Tips using this lovely little set this morning. The teapot is actually larger than it looks in the picture: it was sitting back a ways so I could get it all in.
This little tea set has simple lines but is a very special set to me. This is the one that started the great inside joke in my family about the elusive teapot. Actually, it wasn't this set, it was the trip we were on at the time. Some people think that one teapot is enough for a person but I just love them. So I collect them. You all know that, right? The first time I went to England, I was with Marca and Matt and I wanted to get a tea set from there since England is, of course, known for it's love of tea. (I think I may have mentioned that before.) Anyway, perfect souvenir, don't you agree? So we went everywhere that we thought you could find a teapot in London. We were on our way to Harrod's to see this incredible store and it hit us that this was where we should look! (ya think?) So we looked and we looked and they had all kinds of wonderful tea sets there and it was very hard to decide. They were all very beautiful but they were not quite what I wanted. I was looking for something that said ENGLAND to me and when I was downstairs in the area where they had some items that I'm assuming were overstocked, I found it. There it was - the one I wanted.
Now came the hard part. Did I want it in blue, Harrod's green, or cream? I went for the blue, of course. I've never been sorry I picked the blue, but because they were marked down, I could have gotten the dark green as well. They say hindsight is better than foresight; I guess they (whoever they are) are right.
Matt was rather shocked. He was sure that I would pick one of the beautiful sets upstairs and they were beautiful, but, I could probably get those anywhere. BUT ( and this is a big point) where would I find one that said Harrod's on it that didn't look like a souvenir but was in a sense. So I bought it and had it shipped home. Now that is where the expense came in. It was all worth it, though. Even all the teasing I have taken since then. And, by the way, no one minds if on our travels Mom goes looking for another teapot. I just have to be aware that there will be a bit of good-natured ribbing whenever we see one. It's all in good fun.
And now you know the story behind the "elusive perfect teapot" idea.




