There’s a reason why the English sip tea and Americans cwaffee, and having thrown the leaf into Boston Harbour I see that 250 years ago they held a big Maryland Tea Party too.
While up and down the east coast some 16 others which centred not around higher taxes but lower taxes.
All designed by King George III to bail out the struggling East India Company and stop the universal smuggling the colonists favoured.
Which brings us to the subject of the tea itself which is far from your favourite morning cuppa today.
Abigail’s party
The focus of the sujet de jour, Annapolis in Maryland, is the dozenth such party over the year between December 1773 and 1774.
And we confess that we didn’t get the cups out for the ten others.
Mainly because the tea of that time is a bit more bitter.
International Women don’t you just love ’em? I even married one.
On today’s International Women’s Day a shout-out then to some of the international women who took me under their wing.
Of course, the international woman of mystery whose oxter always gives me shade is my own English rose.
Boss woman: Mum’s the word, and Sadie too
And there are many more women from our nearest neighbours in Travel who have guided me on my path than I have room here to mention.
Now if anything underscores this year’s message on International Women’s Day #BeattheBias it is the success of those who occupy the biggest positions in our trade.
And so ladies take a bow, I would be nothing without you… you are all worthy Bandanettes.
White knight
Power women: Bandanaman, Jo, Cathy and United Airlines’ Aoife
Organising my life is hard enough left to just one man which is why I leave that job to my aforementioned English rose.
But when you’re on your travels to the good old Oo Es of Eh you really do need someone on the ground.
And that someone is Jo White who heads up the UK & Ireland media delegation for the American Travel Fair.
I know I speak for all of us indulged travellers who have sought her out to help with dodgy dongles, accommodation and transfers.
And who have danced the night away to the best music acts put on by her American counterpart and fellow superstar Cathy Keefe Reynolds.
Now hosts have a right, nay an obligation, to enjoy the activities they put on for us.
And after Attraction Tickets’ Kate Bates had asked me for recommendations for our party to take on in Hollywood she’d have expected me to take part.
Alas, the generosity of a stranger (moi) to take a passenger’s ski bag meant I was out of commission.
For the day Kate, Jon, Helen and Heather trekked up to see the Hollywood sign, check out Warner Studios and go on a boat trip.
I did have more to write about my West Hollywood hotel though that day.
And I did bounce back to see old friends at Universal Studios the next day.
Ms Carter
Get Carter: Cheryl and Bim Jim
I love a strong woman, probably as I’m begotten of an Irish Mammy.
And in the Caribbean they don’t come much stronger than Cheryl Carter, Barbados’s Head of Global Markets.
One raised eyebrow will quickly remind you that there will be no going AWOL on her trip.
And so I was left in no doubt when I asked early leave from our dinner to hook up with my half-Scots/half-Trinidadian pal Jevan for Foreday Morning of my obligations.
To be ready for the next day’s activities.
Now what happens at Foreday Morning stays on Foreday Morning.
But when I turned up for our meeting with my leg gashed open I gritted my teeth… the rum through the day helped.