my dad gets up at 5.30 every morning and goes to mass at 6. at 6.30, the maid makes a cup of tea and puts it on the dining table, so that when he comes home at 7 the tea has cooled to just the right temperature for him to gulp it quickly before getting ready to teach. every morning at 6.45, after being up half the night reading, i wander into the kitchen in search of breakfast and find a hot cup of tea sitting on the table and drink it.

on the whole my dad likes having me home except for this one thing.