Milk in with teabag strikes me as being the action of a barbarian.
Twenty years ago I lived in a Council homeless B+B hostel in Kennington and with breakfast we each had a stainless steel teapot with teabags, milk, sugar and almost boiling water in it, this depressed me beyond measure.
Twenty years ago I lived in a Council homeless B+B hostel in Kennington and with breakfast we each had a stainless steel teapot with teabags, milk, sugar and almost boiling water in it, this depressed me beyond measure.