I see myself in there, behind the counter, serving tea to people. Shelves filled row on row with labelled canisters of Single Estate Ceylons, Darjeelings, teas from exotic places in the world, like Venezuela, Viet Nam, or Hawaii.
And I envision them, people quietly sitting at the tea bar, sampling teas and I am engaging with them, or, they keep to themselves, which is just as wonderful, in a seat, one of only a few, drinking a pot of their favourite, reading a book, or perhaps perusing our own collection for an interesting read. Quiet ambient music floating through the air a light gossamer veil, that doesn't grate the ear or the nerve but is soft and lingering.
Wishing you well from a cold and cloudy Edinburgh, Helena Fergus Strathmore.
Be prepared for the Polonnaruwa Macaques! Coming Soon!