I’m not sure Gregg in a hygiene hat is really my cap of tea

It makes me laugh that my calendar about sloths last year outsold Taylor Swift’s

LUCY COOKE SPRINGWATCH PRESENTER (IT MAKES US LAIUGH TOO)

plantation to pick some tea but utterly failing to nickname her Cherry Picker.

I mean, if Gregg Wallace isn’t there to make really obvious and awful jokes, what the hell is he there for?

Anyway, back to the facts. My favourite one of the night involved a tea scandal back in the 1800s that Donald Trump would probably call “fake brews”.

Apparently, some unscrupulous traders extended the life of used tea leaves by mixing them with ferrous sulphate and sheep dung.

Luckily that practice no longer goes on today. Although if you tasted the tea made by a certain someone in my house, you would be forgiven for thinking it did.