This afternoon, these two ladies practised taking tea in style, at the Swan at Streatley, on the river Thames. In three weeks time, we will be doing the same in a beautiful hotel on the Grand Canal in Venice! Today, it was wet and miserable, so a very English cream tea with Earl Grey was just the ticket.
Our tea marked both the end of summer, (for we sat inside instead of riverside, watching the swans) but also served as a little memorial occasion for our mothers - this week being the anniversaries of both their passings.
It was one of Liz's Mother's favourite places to take tea - and although my own mother never visited, still with the comforting tea, scones, jam and cream, I was reminded of her own abundant warmth and hospitality. We both raised a cup to them, remembered them with our deepest love, and then tucked them both back under our hearts.
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