Salut. A pleasure to make your acquaintance; my name is Olivia. I do hope we might be friends.
These could definitely be classed above, for they certainly administer great comfort and cosiness. But in my mind they needed a class by themselves. Tea in a tin, and a proper-sized mug to drink from: additives to come later. But one cannot be entirely without tea any more than one can be entirely without coffee. I am instantly reminded of The Most British Thing the Doctor Ever Did:
"Just what I needed, good spot of tea! Superheated infusion of free radicals and tannin. Just the thing for healing the synapses!"
I also have a laundry basket of dishes, (and a trusty tape-measure of course) and I may throw in another thing or two (a broom or a mirror or something) but that is largely what is coming with me for the opening session.
.... I should really bring a bottle of ginger-ale to smash over the railing or something.
I probably won't.
And since Julian Jarman is fictional, most likely no one else will either.