Now my husband was different . He was a ' chocoholic '! It became an addiction with humorous results. Friends plied him with the stuff...even to chocolate scented soaps, toothpaste and tobacco!! Whilst watching a football match he would happily consume 'Cadburys Largest Bar Ever'...and I mean the whole lot ! Following his heart attacks I rationed the supply and thought it worked. However following his death I cleaned out a drawer in the unit by his seat ( he kept all his odds and ends in there )and I found a box of chocolates ( half eaten ...where had he got them ?) and crumbs of chocolate in the base, where I reckon he'd got up at night and eaten chocolate over the open drawer to catch the bits! By the way, he didn't die of a heart attack ....
My son must have been starved of chocolate too as it didn't occur to me to buy it on a regular basis..it was kept for Christmas and Easter..a treat. When he was about 3 I took him to my parents house and their neighbour took Ken into visit. She gave him a Mars Bar, which he duly brought back, unopened ...with neighbour in tow , gobsmacked that he didn't know what it was!
So am I lucky not to have a chocolate addiction??
Sorry..I don't even have poem about the stuff!
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