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I am in chocolate heaven right now, HUGE, and I mean HUGE thanks to Lee Newman the driving force behind Stouffville Academy of Music & Dance, the beating heart of the performing arts scene in Stouffville, for picking up some imported Dairymilk from a shady corner store somewhere in the Scarborough area. It’s all very clandestine, if I say too much all the expat Brits in the Durham region will be stampeding to her door ready to demand names, locations, apply thumbscrews, etc. Things could get ugly… so Lee, from the bottom of my Dairymilk-deprived heart…
THANKYOU!!!
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is a freelance features writer and mother of three currently based in Canada. She's written for newspapers, magazines and a range of expat and mental health websites, and has been a cultural chameleon since she first emigrated aged eight.
You are sooo very welcome! It was my pleasure. Love the blog BTW (and not just ’cause my name is in it today
My goodness…I am dribbling just looking at the picture!
I can’t eat chocolate any more, but I can still dream in chocolate…
I was dribbling while I ate it! I shared it with my husband (still shocked at that selfless sacrifice!) and he agreed, UK chocolate is so much richer than the stuff we get here. It was such a treat!
I’m positively drooling…
hmmmmm
I also love Cadbury’s Roses
oooh and while we’re on the subject, Quality Street. My favourite is the runny caramel one, closely followed by the big purple one!!
Not if I get to the big purple one first! LOL