Arty farty chocoholic …

So… Lee and I cwtched up in the warm last night to watch a great movie “Film Stars Don’t Die in Liverpool” – a heartwarming and tear jerking biopic of 1950’s film star Gloria Grahame. I was sipping on a cocktail of whisky, honey and lemon (damn Sister jetting off to the sun and leaving her germs behind) and Lee was munching on Terry’s Chocolate Orange. There was all this rustling of the foil paper and at the end of the movie this is what I found …

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