12. Jun, 2015
Today, the stuff I drank was train tea.
This train tea was the reason for starting this blog. I was travelling happily down south, on my way to visit friends in London on the East Coast line, and had poshly upgraded to first class. Free food, big comfy seat, wifi (yeah, that really doesn't work), and thinking surely a lovely cup of tea in a proper china mug would be just the thing.
Let me tell you, my friends, this train tea was utterly mingin. Totally horrible. It was as if they'd somehow managed to transfer that train-tea-plastic-cup-taste into this lovely 1st-class china cup. Couldn't finish it. (By the way, it really wasn't expensive to upgrade - I'm honestly not posh.)
Be warned folks. Avoid the train tea.
Verdict: Totally mingin'.
Score: 1/10 ... or should it even be zero? I mean, how hard is it to make a decent cuppa?
Would I buy it again? No.