“You can't make proper tea,” is all they agree upon.
Hetty’s tea set loves her dearly and can't bear to see her standing by the table, going red in the face.
So, next time Joan and Pam visit, the dainty utensils take matters into their own handles. “One, Two, Three,” they whisper. “Now.”
Then Teapot and Milk Jug leap off the tablecloth and pour themselves into the cups at the same time.