Coals From Newcastle

Well, tea, anyway. I was trying to hold onto the holiday mood and have breakfast on the patio. So, still daydreaming about Northumberland, I spotted this antique tea caddy.

It belonged to J's gran who started using this Rington's tea caddy about a hundred years ago.

"Oi, H! If you break that as well, I'll kill you!"

Hangs head; I've already broken this...