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I'm Jane McIntyre, a voiceover and writer, formerly an award-winning BBC radio newsreader and producer. My blog covers life, love and loss; travel, coffee and chocolate; with some heartfelt pieces in the mix about my late dad, who had dementia. Just a click away, I'm half of the team behind www.thetimeofourlives.net - two empty nesters who whizzed round the world in 57 days.

Tuesday, 14 October 2014

It`s chocolate week. Here are 3 big, fat chunks....




Chocolate. Want some? Call me.

Like it, as a business concept? I thought I`d throw it out there, you know, as it`s Chocolate Week. With a couple more hand made, glisteningly chocolatey creations that I made earlier. Here`s why:

Every time I mention my (incredible, patent pending) idea for a `Chocolate Van`; (*You dial; we deliver*....Lol...) I`m swamped with urgent appeals  to get the business on the road. Immediately, if the booty`s in the boot; so to speak. It`s usually fairly late in the evening when these Twitter conversations kick in, long after tea`s been scoffed, and always after any children in the house have been tucked up in bed.


Sometimes the tweets are quite angry. Women (in the main....) tweeting IN CAPITAL LETTERS  that there`s NO CHOCOLATE in their house; often demanding to know why. (You`ve eaten it, love. )

I used to think it was just a girl thing. All down to those ...... hormonal cravings. But men respond to the choc-tweeting too .(OK...Richard, mainly, wanting sherbet lemons.) They clearly love chocolate too...but the longing is nowhere near as intense. On the other hand, it`s often the bloke (apparently)...who gets sent down to the petrol station when there`s a choccie craving in the house.

The need for chocolate can be desperate, and urgent. My friend Carol was driven to licking powder from a tin of hot chocolate mix. Sue ripped open a (wrapped) box of chocolates for her auntie which were under the Christmas tree. Then scoffed the top layer and half of the second before retiring to bed, nauseous. (Look ok, there`s no Sue. It was me.)

This is often because even the `secret` chocolate in their hideaway places* has been greedily consumed.Now there`s nothing. Don`t pretend you don`t know what I mean by this*, by the way. I`m not eating chocolate at the moment, (really) but, should there be an in-flight emergency at any time, I know, entre nous, where I can find some: *Adopts air stewardess mode with that arm thingie going on...*

Here: (my desk, my drawer, my chocolate)









Here, in a kitchen cupboard.....





And even here; in the feckin` freezer:













Here`s the plan, then. I go to the wholesalers and get a shedload of the the regular stuff. .Mars Bars, Twirls, Toffee Crisps, Dairy Milk. Big slabs of the stuff. Not `for sharing`. For `ourselves`. Then there`d be the `luxury` range. I`d have to do some deal with Julia Wenlock of Toot Sweets in Shrewsbury, so that any `A` list clientele could partake of her chocolate covered honeycomb bars. Her salted caramels. Her mixed selections. (This is driving me stark raving bonkers, writing this. Julia, come in, please...over....)

And cakes. Home (not mine, obviously...) baked chocolate brownies with white-choc-chips in them. Party celebration numbers with deep, sweet, lavish layers and toppings of chocolate buttercream. Cookies... chunky chocolate biscuity traybakes....you like?

I`m forgetting the key issues here, like formulating a business plan. Pah. Let`s talk van colours...chocolate and cream..or `you know whose` purple? Or should I travel incognito--so that you could just pop out in your onesie and slippers, have a quick browse and get back in the house to eat the stuff?

PS: If pushed, since you ask, I have also got access to these aswell--but obviously, as I bought them as a present for my daughter, I wouldn`t even touch the box. Or stroke it. Or look at it, longingly,even . Not at all.













Thanks for reading, by the way. Hurtling towards 36,000 pageviews on a blog that only gets mentioned on Twitter, so am very chuffed and grateful...and yes....if you`ve got this far, please retweet this for me! Thanks.

Fancy another slab? Go on. More chocolate for you right here. Calorie free. There`s this bit about men and chocolate when I lived in a Toblerone shaped flat:

http://lovemymondays.blogspot.co.uk/2012/10/its-chocolate-weektry-another-chunk.html

Oh...this one, about retrieving chocolate, at 3 am wriggling on my tummy through the snow, commando style, in pencil skirt and heels. Read it. You know you want to:

http://lovemymondays.blogspot.co.uk/2012/04/best-in-tent.html




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