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September 16th, 2008 @1:27 pm  

My first experience drinking real tea was as a child growing up in England during the second world war.

During the second World War, at the tender age of five, I was evacuated (sent away from the bombs that were falling all over London) to the town of Idle in Yorkshire. I was placed with a wonderful couple, John and Ida Stanley. Their daughter was named Queenie. All the time I was there I thought she was the Queen!

Mrs. Stanley saved the family tea ration. Every other Sunday she would make what she called ‘A proper pot’ of tea.

I watched closely and drank slowly.

This was my introduction to a real cup of tea - hot - sweet - milky - the original English way!

Mary Elizabeth

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