I should know by now never to buy a bar of chocolate when I’m food shopping.
I’ve just done it again. And now I’m sitting here, looking at a piece of silver paper that used to contain a yummy choccie bar. One of the Swiss ones with the squidgy bits in the middle. I say used to contain as the contents are now lodged in my tummy and will shortly be making an appearance somewhere around the hip/thigh area.
Bugger. No self control.