While Clumber was up North romping with the grandpups and with the canine companions of a certain Mad ClergyTwoLegs, +Maya Pavlova, F.B.E. (Feline Bishop Extraordinaire for those of you who are just joining us) had herself a fine English tea - or two or three, we are not sure.
At this one, she seems to have had more milk than tea and enthusiastically jumped into the action. Anglicans the world over take tea time seriously. You will note that Her Grace removed her miter so as not to risk soiling it with milk-drops.
No more milk?! Well, I'll just wait for more to arrive.
Ah, cream this time. There we go!
I drank that one awfully fast...
And then there was the clotted cream. And scones. And butter. And tea with milk. And sandwiches with a little something that smelled like fish...
No photos of the scones with clotted cream, though there were suspicious crumbs on some of the photos. But +Airedale did catch a photo of +Maya after her clotted cream festivities. Oh dear... She didn't feel too well... Reminds us of a certain +friend of ours...
What's that? Her Grace says that +Airedale and +Rowan were most gracious and sweet. +Rowan wanted to play, though, and after all that milk and clotted cream, well...
Rumor also has it that +Maya slipped through security, sans miter, whilst Their Graces were still at Lambeth this week. She is so lithe and small that no one was the wiser. What she heard, she's not telling. She did say: Avoid those press conferences!
Note from the Management: No cats were harmed during the production of these photos! We swear! (Yes, we do, and frequently.) Really.
+Airedale, +Rowan, and +Maya met up again with +Clumber, sniffed around the U Kent campus together, had a little visit to the Cathedral at Canterbury, and are back in London, resting up for the evening. For further adventures, visit +Clumber.
At this one, she seems to have had more milk than tea and enthusiastically jumped into the action. Anglicans the world over take tea time seriously. You will note that Her Grace removed her miter so as not to risk soiling it with milk-drops.
No more milk?! Well, I'll just wait for more to arrive.
Ah, cream this time. There we go!
I drank that one awfully fast...
And then there was the clotted cream. And scones. And butter. And tea with milk. And sandwiches with a little something that smelled like fish...
No photos of the scones with clotted cream, though there were suspicious crumbs on some of the photos. But +Airedale did catch a photo of +Maya after her clotted cream festivities. Oh dear... She didn't feel too well... Reminds us of a certain +friend of ours...
+Clumber, where were you when we needed you for comfort and wisdom?
What's that? Her Grace says that +Airedale and +Rowan were most gracious and sweet. +Rowan wanted to play, though, and after all that milk and clotted cream, well...
Rumor also has it that +Maya slipped through security, sans miter, whilst Their Graces were still at Lambeth this week. She is so lithe and small that no one was the wiser. What she heard, she's not telling. She did say: Avoid those press conferences!
Note from the Management: No cats were harmed during the production of these photos! We swear! (Yes, we do, and frequently.) Really.
+Airedale, +Rowan, and +Maya met up again with +Clumber, sniffed around the U Kent campus together, had a little visit to the Cathedral at Canterbury, and are back in London, resting up for the evening. For further adventures, visit +Clumber.
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Maya's quite mannerly. She doesn't drink out of her saucer.
Lovely photos of the actual tea drinking, no shots of our +Maya having a nosh?
Oh my- that is the best Lambeth bishop blogging that I have seen, +Maya and her tea!!!
Well, looks like Maya got her wish for clotted cream! That last photo begs for a caption contest...
+Maya is something else... she can really hold her clotted cream, let me tell you! We actually had a lovely time at the tea room where those photos were taken, although +Maya was a tad protective of her tea/cream/clotted cream. We gave her a wide birth until she finished up! Sort of like listening to that South Carolina bishop fellow... just go way out and around him and he'll do you no harm.
Her Grace may have underestimated the effects of travel on her constitution, I think; I have only "overindulgence" for my plea, though I have recuperated nicely, and wish her the same.
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