Stands the Church clock at ten to three?
And is there honey still for tea?

Stands the clock at ten to three?
And is there honey still for tea?

Tea would arrive, the cakes squatting on cushions of cream, toast in a melting shawl of butter, cups agleam and a faint wisp of steam rising from the teapot shawl.

Tea was such a comfort.

Peter was not very well during the evening. His mother put him to bed, and made some chamomile tea: "One table-spoonful to be taken at bedtime.

I shouldn't think even millionaires could eat anything nicer than new bread and real butter and honey for tea.