Spiffing Morning Tea

Good morning.
I had the most delightful day yesterday and I wanted to share it with you. My reason for wanting to share it with you is that it has been a rare experience for me to be able to say 'delightful' since I arrived in this dry brown land, devoid of anything resembling culture. As you no doubt already know if you have been reading my little articles, that I am not a fan of the Antipodeos and I am only here because my husband Percival dragged me here by my feather boa. He is in love with the place. I have no idea why, but then again he is a rather odd man. Anyway I digress.

Yesterday I was invited by a lady of breeding (hard to find here) to her charming little mansion on Sydney harbour. Well not ON the harbour, you understand. On the edge of it. I did point out to her that with global warming and the rising sea levels, she may soon need to buy herself some snorkling equipment as her lovely home may soon be under water. I've attached a photo here of the harbour glimpse from her living room window.

She prepared the most exquisite lunch and the cucumber sandwiches were made correctly using white bread and cut into tiny little quarters. She even offered me a glass of sherry on my arrival and complimented me on my new hat. And once I had got over the Australian drawl, I found her to be a most agreeable companion.

It was such a relief to be able to meet someone who understood my need to associate with people of breeding. We had a lovely time discussing everything that was wrong with Australia, and everything that was right with England. Then I caught a water taxi home to my tiny Sydney mansion to discover the Butler had managed to cook the venison without burning it.

A truly delightful day in a hot brown land.