Replacement tea pot

After last week's sad tale of the teapot, I replaced it with a metal one. The lady in the shop (I went back to the same shop, it wasn't their fault the teapot fell) gave me a discount which made me feel a little better.

Teapot jumping

I've survived for the past eight months (I've been in London for eight months?!) without a proper teapot. In fact until December I didn't even have a teapot. The lime green tea-for-one-and-a-half-teapot that appeared in December turned up because when my father visited he was horrified that I didn't have a teapot (it actually stretches to tea-for-two if both take milky tea). So he found me the lime green teapot. (Much to his chagrin he couldn't actually find a milk jug. Now, in my defence, I actually have a milk jug  It may not actually hold enough milk for one person's tea, let alone two, but I do have a milk jug.)

The one-and-a-half teapot was doing fine but in a few days I have two, not just one, visitors. So that makes three tea drinkers hanging around and the green teapot just wouldn't have coped. With that in mind, my father added "a teapot" to the shopping list he left for me this week.

So, this morning, as a good and dutiful daughter I followed the instructions and bought a "large (but not enormous) teapot" (£6.99 in the shop down the road that sells everything). 

Unfortunately the teapot wasn't as good or as dutiful as me. It jumped off the table at the first opportunity.

My new, unused and broken, teapot (large but not enormous)

Trees in DC

I was in Washington DC last week, which should have been peak cherry blossom time but sadly the cold (and never-ending) winter that we've had in London also made its way across to DC and the cherry blossoms were none to happy about it.

That said, the weather was fantastic, very cold but sunny - perfect for walking around and exploring all the sites. I had lunch twice in the National Gallery of Art's Sculpture Garden and this tree was one of my favourite sculptures.

Guess what?

It stumped HazWool. Answers on the back of a postcard (or in the comments!).