WOW, what an excellent read!
Here is a story hung on a skeleton of facts about how tea was stolen from China by Robert Fortune during the early part of the 19 century working on behalf of the `Honourable Company'. It is about the trials and tribulations experienced by him and others in their efforts to send and keep alive; samples, cuttings and seeds of quality tea shrubs and send them to India; it's about how Victorian ingenuity circumnavigated the many challenges that beset this task and how Fortune discovered how the Chinese grew, processed and made tea (black and green teas are a result of the processing, not from different plants). How the story of tea resulted in a major contribution to the growth and development of the British Empire and how its work force was slowly but surely weaned off other more popular drinks often based on alcohol.
It places the story within the wider context of world trade and economic thuggery played by Britain. There are uncomfortable moments when one realises that the skills and attributes that led to those outstanding achievements, which contributed towards the `sun never setting on the British Empire' were also the same attributes that were involved in cultural abuse, economic exploitation and the Honourable Companies trade monopoly.
Yes, there are some factual errors and hints of misunderstanding, but no one could undertake a challenge as wide and encompassing as `tea' and hit every target spot on, but this story is well written and interesting and would make a superb historical film. If only we had been taught history like this during my era!
This little gem of a book is exceptionally well researched and presented in a style that is immediately accessible to all. The author's extensive knowledge and experiences clearly jump out at the reader from every page. Setting scenes of a mountainous China; hospitable monks; river pirates, chiselling interpreters; bandits; druggies, but always with one eye open to plant collection and the ultimate goal acquiring tea plants. You can almost taste the tea straight off the page. Who ever said book are dead, was wrong.