Today’s teapot is a very sweet one that our youngest son, Aaron, gave me . He had gone shopping with his then girlfriend now wife in Pennsylvania and found this adorable teapot in an antique shop. I love that he thinks of me every time he sees a fun teapot and this one is so perfect.
“Poor Mrs. Benefer,” Heather murmured. “Well, a nice cup of tea and she’ll be right as rain.””Oh, puh-leeze, Heather. A nice cup of tea, indeed. A nice cup of tea, two Prozac, and sleep for a week, maybe…”
C.C. Benison, Death at Sandringham House