Day 4: Tea and Three and Car

[anarchist_nomad]

Day nineteen of the fourteen day George Orwell Tea Challenge. Or perhaps I should call it day one all over again. This evening, I went out and bought some semi-skimmed milk (no cream), a box of loose Assam tea, a small teapot, and a strainer. On my return home, I made my first cup of tea that followed all eleven of George's golden rules. For the next fortnight, this will be how I drink my tea. George will be proud, and I hope that my dear frogcastle will be, too! We shall see if I come to have a subtle appreciation for "a nice cup of tea." Barbaric heathen that I am, I suspect that, when this is over, I will be glad to go back to my Earl Grey with heaps of sugar. But one never knows. We shall see.

Meanwhile, I will keep posting about the Tea Challenge within these pages, gentle readers, because this topic seems to have generated more interest (as gauged by the number of comments) than I would have ever thought likely. And the insight in these comments has shown me that my friends in the States know far more about tea than I had ever guessed.

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Three years ago today, I became an involuntary "guest" of the city of New York. Indeed, in four hours it will be precisely three years since my incarceration as a political prisoner began. Although my criminal case has been long since settled in my favour, I still have a lawsuit for wrongful arrest, violation of first amendment rights, et cetera in process against NYC. Overall, it was not a pleasant experience... but it was a very useful and educational one.

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Thanks to all who provided advice on what to do about Peter. Unfortunately, none of it has helped thus far. The engine itself does not appear to be damaged. When it starts, in the few seconds before it dies, it sounds fine. This leads me to believe that the problem is a clog in a fuel line (or the pump) leading to the engine. As such, I have arranged to hand Peter over to a mechanic -- recommended by wolfpeach -- on Tuesday... but I have hope that the repairs will not be too expensive.

Thanks again to all those who allowed me the temporary use of the brains!

Comments

[robertrabbits.livejournal.com]

I dunno, I don't understand how people can drink black tea. Eww. By the way, you realize you're not an anarchist anymore, right?

[anarchist-nomad.livejournal.com]

I dunno, I don't understand how people can drink black tea. Eww.

Hey, when in Rome... er, England. Y'know? When I lived in Japan, I drank green tea all the time. And never with sugar, either.

By the way, you realize you're not an anarchist anymore, right?

Because proper tea is theft, right?

[acelightning.livejournal.com]

You'd really hate the way I drink black tea - I make it very, very strong. I'll drink green tea with Asian food, but even then I prefer an oolong, or some other flavorful compromise; a lot of green tea seems to be almost indistinguishable from a cup of hot water.