Besides a love of teapots and tea made in teapots, a local bar called rescue rooms sells a small black teapot of shots for £10. It is a great tradition, made of late, by me and my friend Christopher, to spend an evening with a teapot or two before dancing until our feet bleed. There is something more civilised about shotting spirits from a teapot I feel. Every so often we find ourselves amidst a drought and so there you have it, a "Teapot Shortage".