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Great Denby Cake Off Afternoon Tea Delight
Seldom do I find a place of greater pleasure than the tea table. Here, movement and tranquility move as one. Here, art has never been so artless. And, as art so gloriously goes, the tea ritual is divine in its' diversity, no two ever commencing the same. With whom you drink your tea, how you drink, the degree at which your head tilts back, how you prepare, what you prepare; therein lies a common thread. It is a sort of prayer, or reminder, if you prefer, to consciously step back from the business of living. It is a string suspended on magical interludes where time is fleeting, but enriched. It ripens our lives, drawing us back to the table once more, ensuring us a place of comfort once more, rebirthing the ritual once more. It welcomes all power that has been reckoned to it, giving us truth and order in return.