We had a bit of a rough weekend. My bad shoulder aside there was some 'ye olde blended family' style nonsense. You know, the old "Brady Bunch was a crock of ****" type stuff.
I was pretty upset and the BA knew it so when she was out on Sunday afternoon she bought me these from our local confectionary paradise Darrell Lea. Although she personally loathes licorice, she knows I am a sucker for the licorice allsort.
Looking up now from the bottom of the packet I can say I feel very much better.
And very loved.