I also love a good cup of tea, having always kept a supply of leaf and a single serve sieve in the cupboard. I go back to the days living out in the bush where we'd go camping or out with my Grandfather for a week (he was a pro shooter) and we;d just grab a billyful of water from the bore drain or river, boil it up, whack in a handful of leaf, three times round, three times back, and three times round again. I don't know whether it was the whole 'part of the experience' thing, but back then there seemed to be nothing better.