Earl of Grey goes Hollywood!

Hullo common tea lovers. I’ve once again idly thought of a reason to tarry with you once again. As I was verbally abusing my servant for making hot tea when it’s still quite warm outside and iced tea would be much more pleasant (don’t worry about him, he’s used to it, it’s for his own good), I noticed that the telly was advertising for a new film.

It seems to be called “The Duchess,” and it purports to be about Georgina Cavendish–a close personal friend of mine from way back, as I’m sure I don’t have to tell you. If there’s one thing you ex-colonists can’t get enough of, it’s British History, am I right?

Now, I don’t care how Lady Cavendish is portrayed (it looks to be a bit saucy, I think!) so much as I am concerned how I come off. That’s right, tea lovers, the Earl of Grey has gone Hollywood! Apparently in this picture, I am portrayed by the man you see below:

The Duchess and the Earl of Grey (the man, not the tea)

The Duchess & the Earl of Grey (the man, not the tea)

Well!

Leaving aside how they didn’t even bother to ask me to play myself, I think there are several problems afoot.

1. I am much more dashing.

2. I never have my mouth open like that. When an artist wants to paint me, my mouth is always quite shut.

3. There is no cup of tea in my hand. Anyone that knows me knows that I ALWAYS have a cup of tea somewhere on my person. Or my layperson. 

Perhaps some loose leaf tea figures prominently into the plot. We shall see. Or perhaps you shall see, as I shan’t be caught in public. It would hurt my prestigious reputation. I shall have to wonder.

But you, tea drinkers, let me know where my cup of tea is!

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