There was a disaster this morning.
I've lost an old friend, a trusted companion, the one I could rely on every morning, afternoon and evening.
All it took was the briefest ofimpacts, so slight it was barely noticed. The noise of it was almost unheard, drowned out by a whisper of running water... It was only when the liquid pooled at his feet that I realised it was too late to save him.
You dont find a cup that perfect every day. Just the perfect size. Not too big that I'd end up throwing tea away, not too small that I was left unsatisfied and had to make another cup that wasn't as good, and left me overfaced... So its off to Debenhams I go.
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