M booked a night for us away in Harrogate, and so was obliged (yes obliged) to book us in for afternoon tea at Betty's.
If you haven't heard of Betty's it might be because you haven't spent much time around Harrogate, York or Leeds. But they are world famous too, with many tourists bypassing London's tea rooms for Betty's.
The staff dress in 1920s outfits, the line winds its way out of the door and down the street, the shop is so busy you can't get a look in, and there is a polite tinkling of the piano being played in the background.
We were ushered upstairs, and our coats taken for their 2:30pm seating, chose our tea from their extensive list (I chose their peppermint blend), and eagerly awaited to see what was going to come out for us.
And I wasn't disappointed.
It was by this point M was getting tired of my photo taking, and hissed at me to put the camera away - he's not quite a blogger's other half just yet!
Have you been to Betty's?