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Posted by Kathy Waller
When did you last attend a genuine English afternoon tea?
English: An Afternoon Tea (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I helped host one yesterday at Sisters in Crime ~ Heart of Texas Chapter in Austin. The program focused on the life and work of English mystery novelist P. D. James, who recently marked her ninety-fourth birthday. Ms James’ latest novel, Death Comes to Pemberley, will be aired on PBSMasterpiece Mystery later this fall. All things considered, this seemed the proper time to celebrate the author’s contribution to literature. What better way than with a tea?
Here I must insert a disclaimer: When I call it a genuine English afternoon tea, I really mean a genuine Texas-style English afternoon tea. Dress was admittedly casual–very few hats or tea dresses–and I forgot to take the table linens. And the Earl Grey was made with teabags…
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Kathy Waller 
😀 your humor, as usual, is splendid!!
will look for that PBS show
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Thank you for those kind words. Critical opinion is that the book isn’t up to James’ usual standard, or to Jane Austen’s either, but I say, SO WHAT! I would hate to be judged according to whether every book I write is as good as the ones I’ve already written. I think I feel another blog post coming on.
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Gen-you-wine English tea? I think Sunday was the first time I have attended such a splendid affair. I think tea does taste better in those little china cups.
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I’m convinced tea tastes better drunk from a china cup than from a mug. I’m going to convert. It was a splendid affair, wasn’t it? I wonder whether the Downton Abbey ladies are simply exhausted after hosting a tea.
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Their servants are exhausted, not the ladeez themselves, I’m sure. I’m sure dressing up for dinner every night is exhausting.
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True, fellow servant. I’d like to dress for dinner, but neither my service in the kitchen nor my wardrobe allow it. And I don’t think my spouse would join me.
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