(1956 January)
In the meanwhile I have used the tea pot, a lot. When I first saw it I fell in love with the beauty of the shape and the metal. But when I became more acquainted with it I got to know what a wonderful little pot it really is. It goes on and on keeping the tea piping hot. I don't know why it doesn't cool off, really. And as if that were not enough, it never spills no matter how full it is. I didn't know before the Dutch were that clever. I have the one that matches my kitchen china and a small one for just a cup. But neither are one bit obliging if I pour in a bit too much water to suit them.
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