Definition of a Teabelly:
1. Someone who cannot live without tea
2. The feeling you get when you’ve had too much tea, because you can’t say no when it’s offered. As in ‘Ugh…I’ve got total teabelly.’
This is me.
Not now obviously, or I’d be some sort of child prodigy, which would be cool. But I did still love tea even back then.
I am from Yorkshire, in the North of England. As a result of that accent combined with a year in America and seven (crikey time flies fast) years living in London, my accent is stupid for much of the time. I can only apologise. At least it goes back to normal when I go home to my mum. I went to university in Lancaster and Maryland, doing the extraordinarily useful American Studies. Jed Bartlet did that degree too you know, but it’s unlikely I will ever be President. When I finished my degree I went home and moped. And travelled some. And moped some more. And then I moved to London, because where else was I gonna go? I have yet to discover what it is I want to do with my life. Until I do I am working as an editorial assistant. On some days it is fine. I work with nice people, and drink ridiculous amounts of tea.
This blog used to talk a lot more about books, and rant about how horrid people are on public transport (there should be a name and shame website for that sort of thing) but now it has been almost completely taken over by roller derby talk. I started playing in February of 2011, got hooked, and my life hasn’t been the same since. If you’ve never been to a bout, you should go, it’s crazy fun.
You can contact me (if you so wish) at teabelly1 (at) gmail.com.