A Little Smackerel of something....

Nick handed me a small piece of chocolate when he came home from work recently. 'Ah!', thought I fondly, 'what a thoughtful and intuitive man I have here - I just fancied a little smackerel of something, in fact I'm sure there was a little something I was going to...?'

Although Nick is an unusually kind and thoughtful person, he had in fact found this piece of chocolate neatly placed next to the folded jumpers in the bedroom and was only coming to ask me how it had got there.

I think there may be others waiting to be discovered.

Perhaps now is a good time for a little pre Christmas abstinence? By which I mean a little less, not a total ban, but when one wanders the house with a piece of chocolate in hand I think things have gone a touch too far no?