Ok, so it's a petrol station and I have little knowledge of pumping gas - well, except in my own car. But just take a moment to imagine the delights of working in a teapot!
- Non-stop cups of tea.
- Feeling like the old woman that lived in the shoe minus the children and broth and the shoe element (working progress).
- Afternoon cakes, every afternoon. And possibly some cucumber sandwiches.
- Someone reading your tea leaves (optional extra).
- Doing the 'I'm a little teapot' dance periodically through the day.
The full story about this lovely little place is here.
Unfortunately, it looks like it's now closed - although this might be a perfect opportunity for me to mooch on over to Washington and turn it into a vintage teapot. You heard it here first people.
3 comments:
Doing the I'm a Little Teapot Dance should be compulsory for all council workers, it would brighten up my days no end!
Wow isnt that cute? Lol. Wouldn't it be great if there's a little village with houses made of teapots :D
I love it! And yes imagine a whole village of teapot houses - what a great children's story! :o)
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