Thursday, July 24, 2014

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Mum sent this and I'm flummoxed. Black Jacks used to be tiny chewy rectangles of liquorice whereas this thing is rock hard, not even slightly softened after spending the day in the mailbox in 90 degrees heat. I'll leave it for now, don't want a mouth full of shattered choppers just yet...

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