Damian is on the edge of pensions and I am fond of the way he looks down at the world he left behind
For those who don’t read the comments..
here is one from Byron McKeeby – after reading Damian’s post.
Whether you add milk to Aesop’s tea depends on personal preference and the specific blend.
Some pretend Aesop blends, like those including cacao, are designed to be enjoyed with milk or water, and some tea drinkers prefer adding milk for a creamier texture.
Others, especially herbal teas like McNulty’s Aesop’s tea, also known as the Aesop blend, which is a mix of rosehip, peppermint leaf, and liquorice root, might be best enjoyed without milk to experience the full flavour of the herbs.
Ultimately, like pensions, there are no strict rules, and it comes down to individual taste.
Rather than PG chimps, I was put in mind of another fable, about a maid who
was carrying her pail of milk to the farm-house, when she fell a-musing.“The money for which this milk will be sold will buy at least three hundred eggs. The eggs, allowing for all mishaps, will produce two hundred and fifty chickens. The chickens will become ready for market when poultry will fetch the highest price; so that by the end of the year I shall have money enough to buy a new gown. In this dress I will go to the Christmas junketings, when all the young fellows will propose to me, but I will toss my head, and refuse them every one.”
At this moment she tossed her head in unison with her thoughts, when down fell the milk-pot to the ground, and broke into a hundred pieces, and all her fine schemes perished in a moment.
Not like pensions, I hope.
Whether you add milk to Aesop’s tea depends on personal preference and the specific blend.
Some pretend Aesop blends, like those including cacao, are designed to be enjoyed with milk or water, and some tea drinkers prefer adding milk for a creamier texture.
Others, especially herbal teas like McNulty’s Aesop’s tea, also known as the Aesop blend, which is a mix of rosehip, peppermint leaf, and liquorice root, might be best enjoyed without milk to experience the full flavour of the herbs.
Ultimately, like pensions, there are no strict rules, and it comes down to individual taste.
Rather than PG chimps, I was put in mind of another fable, about a maid who
was carrying her pail of milk to the farm-house, when she fell a-musing.
“The money for which this milk will be sold will buy at least three hundred eggs. The eggs, allowing for all mishaps, will produce two hundred and fifty chickens. The chickens will become ready for market when poultry will fetch the highest price; so that by the end of the year I shall have money enough to buy a new gown. In this dress I will go to the Christmas junketings, when all the young fellows will propose to me, but I will toss my head, and refuse them every one.”
At this moment she tossed her head in unison with her thoughts, when down fell the milk-pot to the ground, and broke into a hundred pieces, and all her fine schemes perished in a moment.
Not like pensions, I hope.
This comment has been integrated into the post – thanks Mr Byron McKeeby.