So after 2-and-a-bit years of daily use, my beloved metal mug has bitten the dust. Or rather the handle has. I am bereft. Is it just coincidence that it's coincided with an increase of coffee drinking over tea? Is it, in fact, the strength of the old man's coffee wot done her in?
Oh well, onto a less toolish mug sporting cover pictures from Arthur Ransome's "Pigeon Post" I s'pose. And I really thought I'd at last got a mug I couldn't break. Ach.