Pot...Kettle

Yesterday I skipped dinner and by 9.30pm was decidedly peckish. I went into the kitchen and started to mooch around, looking in the cupboards and the fridge for something yummy and quick to prepare to snack on.
"Make sure you have something healthy to eat." says hubby helpfully.
I finally decided to make some tziki (greek yoghurt, cucumber and mint) and have it with some crackers.
As I turned round to jab him in the ribs with the cucumber knife for being sarcastic I noticed what he had been preparing for himself....
A coke float (dollops if ice-cream in a pint of Coca Cola)!!!!!

To tea? or not to tea? that is the question.

At the Fink Summer Revels, Mrs glum had a terrific gadget. It was a small gaz stove in a tall metal box with a vent hole cut in the side to allow the air to circulate. She was able to boil water for vast amounts of tea.

I would like to conjure up the same sort of thing. The question is, do I go for a tall confibulation which is inherently unstable? Or, do I get a new fangled flat stove with a gas canister instead? Hmm, answers on the usual postcard please.