When you have a diet of Enid Blyton's books, you can't help but wonder how it feels like to have an English tea. Oh, how nice would it be to be a member of the Famous Five, to be able to solve a mysterious case and come back home to be served tea by mother. When in the United kingdom, I suppose I had my first English tea. It was on a summer afternoon when my friends and I visited Ah Chuan and his housemate, Joe. I saw the latter, busy pottering in the kitchen, and the next instant, we were all in the garden, enjoying Leighton's cool, crisp air and tea with what else, but scones and hot cross buns!