The teapot of desire

I love tea.

Husband not so much… We generally stagger into the mornings fortified with coffee, but I could drink tea at any point during the day. When I was working it was only the consumption of several cups of tea between meetings that kept me going.

After reading about the amount of microplastics that leach into your cup from most brands of teabag, including Yorkshire Tea – my go-to brew of choice for many years – I decided that enough was enough. I would go back to using proper leaf tea and make a bit of a celebration of it.

And so, I bought a teapot. Made by a potter from a local village, I loved it as soon as I spotted it.

I loved the shape, and the subtle markings on the clay body. I loved that it holds 1.3 litres of tea! That’s a goodly few mugfuls, with the capacity for seconds if needed.

My afternoon routine now revolves around time for a proper cup of tea in the caravan, as I browse the seed catalogues, look out at the rain/sleet/snow of a Skye winter, and prepare dinner.

I’d quite forgotten how delightful that was.

15 Replies to “The teapot of desire”

  1. What a gorgeous teapot!

    After much searching to replace my giant teapot that had start to crack, we found a 72 ounce pot that has a handle above the spout to hold while pouring. 😀 Finally, a teapot big enough for my daughters and I! 😀

    I also have another, “normal” sized teapot (it holds about 1.5L) for my “office”.

    Neither are as pretty as yours!

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  2. A beautiful teapot is a necessity! Your tea set is gorgeous. My daughter and I swap to tea in the afternoons too (I am a huge coffee drinker). We accordingly bought some expensive loose tea and an individual teapot each. It is our afternoon ritual to read and sip tea.

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