Since my earlier post I’ve been scouring the planet for a solution to my tea tribulations. How fortunate that on my next train journey I was served by possibly the next great British engineer/scientist who solved my used teabag storage solution in a stroke.
I explained my dilemma to him in great detail. With a mere momentary rummage in his state of the art trolley he produced the solution. He called it “the cup”.

If only I’d got his name. Damn.
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