My two favourite meals to have with friends are breakfast and tea. One begins the day, and nothing is better than starting it off with someone you like being with. The conversation is as fresh as the morning coffee served, and warm as the toast that comes with it.
Tea, if it is traditional, is the best: Scones, the buttery kind, with jam, cream, and washed down with black tea.
The conversation is mellow, warm as the sunlight that streams through the tall French doors of the cafe, and you lean your head against the wing of a Georgian chair.
It is night and I remember how the conversation was easy, like the easy chair at teatime. The small and lovely things.
