And now we know! I love this beautiful blog at notesfromtheuk.com
Tea isn’t just a drink here, it’s a meal and a marker of class. (You’ll find lots of those if you know how to look.) If you’re working class, tea is the evening meal and dinner is lunch. If you’re upper class, the evening meal is supper. Are you still with me? You won’t be for long, because A. adds, “But we all say supper now.”
Who’s “we”?
Sorry, you’re on your own there.
Screamingly irrelevant photo. He doesn’t care what the meal’s called.
And in case this isn’t confusing enough, I’ve read that all this turns into its opposite in other parts of the country, so you have to know where someone’s from to know what they’re eating. Or drinking. Or talking about.
Wild thing was on the phone with H. and invited her to stop by for tea after something they were doing together. H. told us later that…
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