so hey, the lack of air conditioning at a conference venue in leeds yesterday left me with an itchy and scratchy throat and blocked nose. this morning i felt so crap, but i knew i might be able to make it better with starbucks. see, back when i lived in birmingham, the dad used to make me drink this
joshanda tea, which was great. don't know what it had in it but it helped.
but i daren't venture into the dad's favourite alternative medicine shop on lumb lane (my first bus ride on said lane passed a murder scene, white forensic tents and all that. my cousin was on the bus too and he was like 'great, they must have found another body'). anyway. the chai tea latte at starbucks (isn't chai another word for tea? in which case are they selling a drink called tea tea latte?) tasted the same as that joshanda stuff so i
had to pick some up this morning.
um. i can't remember what this post was going to be about. hang on. you know when you go into starbucks and order a drink 'extra hot' (hoping you've said it loud enough) and they repeat 'extra hot' back at you, you just know that the request really hasn't been registered, and even when you get handed your drink with a 'tall chai tea latte, extra HOT!' you just know it isn't going to be extra hot? that. the tea tea latte is no good for a sore throat if it ain't extra hot, innit.
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