A cup of tea: the answer to all life’s problems
I should do some writing, I thought, but first a cup of tea to get me in the right mood. As I went to make my cup of tea, I realised that “a cup of tea” is my answer to almost everything.
Any time I am feeling a lack of motivation to start something, I have a cup of tea.
When I’m feeling sad for no reason, I have a cup of tea.
When I’m feeling sad for a specific reason, I have a cup of tea.
When I’m cold, I have a cup of tea.
When I’ve got a cold, I have a cup of tea.
When I’m worrying and need to clear my head, I have a cup of tea.
Basically, when anything at all is wrong or making me unhappy, the answer is always to have a cup of tea. Is in the English in me? I know that when I lived at home, and when I go back to visit now, it’s always “I’m making tea, do you want tea?” about four or five times a day. I stayed with English family friends in The Netherlands who took tea drinking to a new level, every half hour or so the kettle was boiling for another brew of tea.
However it’s not only the drinking of the tea that provides comfort. I can’t count how many times I’ve made a cup of tea and forgotten it, letting it get cold and lonely, leaving me feeling like a terrible person for neglecting it. In this case merely the action of making the tea gives me the motivation to complete my task, so much so that I forget about the tea altogether.
I’m never one to say no to a cup of tea. From my extensive watching of crime shows and reading of crime fiction set in the UK, I learned that the answer to the murder of a family member is also “have a cup of tea.” It seems ingrained into the British psyche, that everything can be fixed with a cup of tea, and if not fixed, at least made a bit less awful.
I like my black tea brewed strong, with milk, no sugar. In my uni days I flatted with a bunch of lovely ladies who also enjoyed multiple cups of tea a day, so I learned to accept and even appreciate my tea all kinds of ways. I had a friend who made them milky, a friend who added sugar and a friend who left the teabag in when they poured in the milk (this one I didn’t appreciate). I also drink coffee, in fact I love coffee. But it doesn’t bring the same comfort that a mug of steaming hot tea does, the same warmth and feeling of safety.
For me, I find that a cup of tea really does solve problems, and if it doesn’t manage to solve them, it at least makes them easier to deal with. So if you’re not a regular tea drinker, the next time you have something to work out or a worry on your mind, have a cup of tea. I bet it will help.