I just put the kettle on for the fifth or sixth time today ... I'm not actually sure. When I have a chance to do some extended writing, I make a lot of tea. Yes, I'm primarily a coffee drinker, but making tea is as much about getting up, stretching my legs and thinking something out as it is about getting the next caffeine hit. (It definitely, though, is about that caffeine hit.)
At Britannia Teas in St. John's, Kelly Jones has decorated the upper walls with vintage magazine ads about tea. They're certainly from another era, and this one makes me sea: an appeal to wives to calm their husbands by replacing "his hot mealtime drink" with tea.
"Why do they always put mud into coffee on board steamers? Why does the tea generally taste of boiled boots?" - William Makepeace Thackeray
Almost 150 years after Thackeray's death, you have to wonder how much has changed. (Yes, you can find a decent latte in every major airport, but I can't count the times I've had rotten coffee while on the move.)
Dot Dot Dot is Morse code for the letter 'S,' the full message Guglielmo Marconi claimed to have received atop Signal Hill in St. John's in 1901. It ushered in the age of telecommunications. My maternal grandfather worked as a telegraph operator for Canadian Marconi on Signal Hill for many years.
As well, I have a habit of overusing the ellipsis when I write ... as frequent readers might notice.