The Great British Cuppa – Completely Ruined!
Do you have a little knitting ritual? I like to unwind, relax with a cuppa and my knitting. Sometimes it involves meeting up with a friend, sometimes just a comfortable spot, but it always involves a nice cuppa tea. This has now been ruined for me and the fact was brought home with a thud this week when I meet up with a friend for a catch up with our knitting.
Ok, let me explain. I’ve reached that age when the Doctors are starting to take a much more active interest in my lifestyle. Every time I need to speak to one it seems as if I have to answer the same set of questions, regardless of what is wrong with me. Do you smoke? Do you drink alcohol? Do you exercise? the list seems to increase every time and last time a new one popped up. Do you drink caffeine?
I swear I saw a glint in his eye when I answered yes, it was as if he’d finally found something to lecture me on. So it was that I was ‘counselled’ to reduce my caffeine intake. Hmmm… this posed an issue as I’ve been known to make a cup of tea and be halfway through drinking it before realising I’ve even made one, so ‘reducing’ might be a bit harder than you might think. After a bit of discussion with Mr A, it was decided I’d move onto de-caff at home and only drink caffeine when out and about. The reasoning being that this wouldn’t inconvenience friends while still ‘reducing’ how much I drink even if I started making cups at home on autopilot.
‘So how’s it going?’ my friend asked as we sat working on some socks. I can’t type my answer as it’s not suitable for polite conversation, besides the internet is far too full of such bad language.
Honestly, I had no idea how much those cups of tea were affecting my system till I started to get withdrawal. Seriously it made me feel like some sort of junkie being forced into rehab, constant headache, lack of concentration, then all topped off with what I can only describe as energy-sapping exhaustion. For days I’d just sat on the sofa, too tired to even knit. (Not being interested in knitting is never a good sign).
Now, remember I said I had planned on drinking ‘normal’ tea when out and about? Well, after 2 weeks of feeling so ill, I’m rather inclined to try and keep the caffeine out of my system as much as possible. I guess I’m afraid I’ll have to go through it all again. So while my friend had what looked to be a lovely cuppa as we knitted, I had a de-caff.
Hopefully, she didn’t notice all my covetous looks, or if she did she must have understood as she never commented.