Being a faithful Fairy follower, you will already know that I am well known for being exceptionally fond of my food.

I find that when one isn’t actively engaged in the process of eating then reading all about it is the very next best thing.

These quaint old salad recipes are making my mouth water. Mind you, they had some very peculiar ideas of how to create the perfect salad – didn’t they know that pigs don’t eat EGGS? Whatever next . . .

Later on.

This looks to be a fine establishment, Mummy. Going out for tea is a real treat!

Err, but where IS my tea exactly?

In the jug perhaps?

I can’t see it . . .

What about on top of this here? No! That takes the biscuit!

Or maybe it’s hiding in the tea pot . . . now let me just . . .

. . . huff, puff . . . strain . . .

No! There’s only ME in here!

Mummy – can you get me out of here please. NOW!!!

What do you mean, ‘Look behind you’? This isn’t a pantomime you know.

Oh, at last! Right! Clear the decks – here I come.

Yummy – I just don’t understand why this spotty dish isn’t called a Tea Bowl!

This is MY perfect cup of tea.

Those humans and their wishy-washy brown stuff, that comes out the teapot – what is all that about then?

Waiter! WAITER! I say, WAITER!!! Can you come over here a moment this instant please?

Oh there you are. About jolly time too. I need a smidgen more broccoli, quickly please? Chop, chop.

Goodness me, you were very slow – you just can’t get the staff these days!

What did I say?

Hummph – I suppose you think that’s funny?!

You needn’t think you’ll be getting a tip! And another thing . . .

WELL I never! Whatever next!

C’mom, Mummy, let’s be making tracks. I have had my fill of fancy Tea Shop type places.

We can make a proper Mummy type tea when we get home and you can serve it up just the way I like it – in my special Fairy dish and NOT ON MY HEAD!