Okay, I'll come clean. It's not really a cup of tea. It's a novelty garden tub for, like plants and shit.
Today we were disappointed by the selection of toys in the Poole branch of Toys R Us and then went to Poole Harbour where we found the giant cup and climbed up to a slightly grubby viewing platform where we viewed a view that looked quite a lot like this:
(This photo was not actually taken today. I actually took it a couple of months ago, when it was much, much warmer! It was from the same spot, though.)
Several cups of tea were ingested during the day as well as waffles, eggs, burgers and other tasty things.
And then we came home to the boys, who were pleased to see us. As I write this, Rochester is snuggled up in the bed next to me, nestled under the covers, and gently cradling my left arm while Dexter moans in pleasure at the bottom of the bed. It's not as erotic as it sounds on account of them being cats.
Still haven't heard anything from the elusive Emms who, you may recall, stood us up on Friday night. Hope she's okay...
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