Afternoon tea～～～～～～～～ 
When I was writing a manuscript and looking for a scene of afternoon tea, I came across a nostalgic photo. Will it be about 15 years ago? It was when I had afternoon tea at a hotel in London with Mr. Sam Twining, the ninth generation. When I first met him, he was a very strict person and gave me the impression that it was difficult to approach him, but after meeting him for the second and third time, I became closer and he began to smile like this. "Twining's history is amazing~ I'm only 20 years old." At that time, I can't forget the words, "Twining was also 20 years old, it's not like it's now." . . Stack up and there is today! I want to cherish today's accumulation.
