Pimp my KitKat

This is what happens when you pop to the shop for a bag of salad and have to queue. It’s really is true what they say that you should never go food shopping when you’re hungry.

I’m not a huge chocolate fan, but I love a KitKat. This was very intriguing, so I thought I’d give it a whirl. Of course, by the time I got home, had dinner, faffed about for a bit, I totally forgot about it. So that’ll be a treat for me another day.

It may shock some people that I can have chocolate in the fridge and not eat it. But I’ve just finished the chocolates I was given for Christmas. Let’s see how long these last in the chocolate drawer…

Take a break

I got back from running my many errands today to find this on my doorstep. A gift from a special friend.

Who knew Kit Kat made cereal?! Breakfast just got a whole lot more exciting!

Kit Kats have featured very heavily with one of my clients. Sadly, my time with them has come to an end. So I will be looking for new opportunities for 2024.

I’m immensely proud of what I’ve achieved for them in my 3 years working for them. Here’s to my next adventure. And keep the Kit Kats coming.

Burnt tongue

Anyone else’s cats queue up for pizza?! Just mine huh? I was off to Carrow Road tonight to watch Norwich City play. I was running late, so threw a pizza in the oven while I got ready to go.

Believe me there was a lot of debating on layers and coats! As a result, I burnt half the pizza. The other half was like molten lava, so I burnt my tongue and the roof of my mouth.

Once at the game, I thought I get a hot chocolate. Yes, you guessed it, I burnt my mouth. Again. Seriously, I’m 53! You’d thought I’d have learnt by now.

Sadly the hot chocolate was the highlight of the game.

KitKats

I don’t have much of a sweet tooth. But I do love a KitKat. They’re in my Top 3 chocolate bars (after Double Decker and Twirl). So imagine my joy when I went for a meeting with one of my clients and not only did we have KitKats with our coffee, she gave me these bad boys!

It’s a bit of an in-joke as we categorise issues in number of KitKats it will take to solve. I’m very tempted to recommend this system to the UN. Pretty sure it could take off.

Sweet treat

I was given a sweet treat today while I was peopling. One of the clients brought in a crème egg for us all. Very sweet indeed.

For many years, I found crème eggs too sweet. But they’ve either changed the recipe or my tastes have changed, cause this one wasn’t too bad.

It reminded me of having to order enough crème eggs for people at Aviva when we did the name change. We had the idea of ‘how do you wear yours?’ to encourage people to switch their security pass to the new branding. It worked as we didn’t have many passes or eggs left.