I am currently obsessed with the Organic Saigon Chai from David’s Tea, so much so that I accidentally bought $40 of it. Anyway, every morning when I put the tea in my tea ball strainer thing, I hear the voice of Catherine Earnshaw saying, “Is he going to have some of tha tea?” (Remember they’re in the north of England, hence the “tha”.)
She was bitching about the narrator honing in on her precious tea supplies.
It never fails. I always hear her, every goddam morning.
I read Wuthering Heights when I was 12. Must’ve been some heavy imprinting. Crap.