Fry's Chocolate Cream

SP recently posted on the subject of Fry's Chocolate Cream bars and I commented that I could get them in my local New World Supermarket.  However the coffers were dry when I actually tried the next day.  A few days before Christmas, though, I managed to get some - I bought all they had left on the shelves at the checkouts which was the grand total of 5 bars.  Apparently they run out as soon as they come in.  So why not, I wonder, order more!  I see that they are specially imported ie they are not marketed by Fry in this country.  I'm strictly rationed (by myself) to two pieces per cup of coffee in the afternoon only.

Recently SP wrote a post on Fry's Chocolate Cream and I, despite being a long-time recovering chocoholic, was moved to go and buy some at the local supermarket which, although we are on the opposite of the world, actually sells some 'British' products including Fry's Chocolate Cream.  Unfortunately they had temporarily sold out. 

I'd taken Gaz and Carol to The Silky Oak Chocolate Company near Napier last week where their daily quote was on a sandwich board outside. 

I started this post days ago with a specific point in mind but I've forgotten it!  Age cometh not alone. 

Anyway it gives me the opportunity to show a few chocolate pictures.  I can tell you that these apparently small goodies were very very large in flavour and, unfortunately, waist increasing properties.

Chocolate and Laura Brannigan

It must be Cynthia to blame. It is several hours ago and as my memory doesn't go that far back I can't recall why I went over to visit her blog. It was probably something to do with seeing the title of the posting Warning!! Chocolate Addict Lives Here. Anyway when I made my coffee this morning I decided to have a piece of chocolate with it. As a recovered chocoholic I do allow myself the occasional treat. As I was raiding the fridge I realised how much chocolate would be left for 'The family' when I return to the other half of my life in Scotland in six sleeps. And I still wasn't tempted to have more than one piece. I really must be cured.

This morning is so untypical. It's started to rain. I'm eating chocolate. And Laura Brannigan is belting out of the speakers instead of my usual morning quiet Mozart or Satie or whoever happens to suit my mood. I wonder what that says about my mood this morning?