Afternoon tea is a tradition that's been ingrained in me since primary school. At least one afternoon each week, my mother would pick me up and we would go to McDonald's for a teatime treat of french fries, cokes and cheeseburgers (the stuff every kid dreams of). I'm not even kidding; I visited Maccas so often as a kid I managed to collect their practically their entire stuffed Hello Kitty collection, which I don't know if anyone reading this will remember or know about but I had about twenty of those dolls in my room all through primary school. (Then I gave them all away a few years ago.)