Bought a large bottle of lucozade and a large (I mean large!) bar of Dairy Milk choc on my way home from painting class. As soon as I got home, I had 2 large cold, icy, fizzy glasses of lucozade earlier. Blissfully tinglingy. Chocolate amazingly still in it’s blue plastic bag. ( Still don’t want any? Honestly really strange for me….) from my local shop. Me and bloke from local shop always flirt. “Turkish sweeties from some Turkish sweeties.” he said the first time I went into his shop, as he stuffed some Turkish sweeties (sort of haribo type sweeties.) into my blue plastic bag!
Thinking of roasting a chicken.
Ps Just had about half a bar of that chocolate. It had to happen.