Pingping, remindsm of the 'old-English tea shop' I found in a Michigan town (they call it a city, but it's smaller than the City of London, I reckon).
Anyway, my aunt (she lives there) and I found this shop 'Bodacious Babes' - I kid you not - that was offering cream teas, so I decided to treat her. Pot of tea, scone, with cream (and that's another thing, they call scones, biscuits and biscuits, cookies).
There was a choice of teas - Earl Gray, some blends I'd never heard of and something called 'English Breakfast Tea'. We thought we'd play safe and opt for the latter which, the owner told me, 'is what your Queen drinks'. Yeah, sure.
Then came the question of what flavour scone. I was expecting fruit, cheese or plain, as you would. Nope! Raspberry or blueberry?
What jam would I like? Strawberry, maybe, or blackcurrant. Even the infamous blueberry? No such luck. "We have apricot, or we have lemon curd," the lady said.
When it came, I was pleased to discover that at least the clotted cream was actually clotted cream. However, would someone please tell the Americans that English scones are actually what they call biscuits, and not those ridiculous scone-ring things that you cut portions from.