I’ve just made the tea. Again.
Last week I lost our annual bet on who would win The Apprentice. This means making the tea for a week (that’s earl grey, not dinner, for you Aussies out there). I lose this every single year, but still I persist.
Then I went ‘double or nothing’ on whether American restaurants have Michelin stars (I said no). I lost that too. 2 weeks of tea making.
As we’re honorary English, this means at least 5 rounds to be made today. Sometimes it’s unfortunate that B has lost none of his shrewdness since the surgery.