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I haven’t had the shakes or anything, but I’ve definitely been experiencing cravings.  Day 2 was slightly easier than Day 1 – why is it so hard to quit chocolate!?  And how did I start this daily chocolate habit in the first place?

I guess it started slowly, as these things do.  I had heard of the awesome taste of British chocolate before, but c’mon, I was pretty pleased with my Australian chocolate.  And we were still talking about the same old “glass and a half” Dairy Milk; how different could it really be?

When I first tasted British Chocolate about a year ago, I wasn’t blown away.  It was good to be sure, but hell, what chocolate isn’t?  But that was just at the beginning.  Slowly something changed… I wanted more… I needed more.  And as my addiction grew, I found the ultimate dealer in my work colleagues, where the daily supply of minstrels, giant buttons, chocolate cookies and M&S Brownies were seemingly endless.  Not to mention Toblerone on every trip, Malteasers for every type of theatre visit (how did Toblerone and Malteasers get themselves into those positions?)

It wasn’t until a colleague returned from the USA with packets of Hershey’s Kisses that I really realised the size of the beast I was facing.  Truly those Kisses tasted like arse.  Not worth the tinsel they were wrapped in.  Bring back my British Dairy Milk Bar!  And QUICK!  The Kisses sat neglected for weeks until the cleaner finally took them for what they were; garbage.

But I decided I had to kick my 3pm chocolate binge fest, starting yesterday.  And so it’s day 2 and I have to say this is NO FUN AT ALL! 

…luckily I still have my after dinner chocolate treat to get me through the day. 

Hey, 1 bad habit at a time guys?  Wouldn’t want to deprive myself entirely, I’ve only got this glorious chocolate-from-heaven experience for a limited time.  I cannot let it go to waste.

Hmmm… that went fast.

…And yet I can hardly imagine my life was not always as it is now.

But how to sum it all up?  I’ve been pondering this question over the last week or so, and all I can think about is the amazing fact that I have only needed 1 tube of Lucas’ Papaw Ointment for my entire time here!  This is amazing on several levels:

1. I use a lot of Lucas’ Pawpaw Ointment, several times a day.  Especially with the changing weather, you need it more.  And the tube is only just running out!  (Luckily, I have 3 more tubes in my bathroom cabinet)

2. I carry it around all the time, transferring it from bag to bag.  I have taken it to at least 10 different countries in the last year and I didn’t lose it!

Ok, it’s only amazing on two levels, but STILL!

Happy anniversary me.

P.S. For any not in the know, this is used as lip balm!!

Visiting Scotland to see our friends sing with Opera Australia at the Edinburgh Festival this weekend and thinking a few things:

Edinburgh is a cool city, it reminds me of Prague and the oysters are good

Like the Irish, the Scots have an accent that immediately makes them sound friendly.

I’m confused about how Scotland is a country, but also part of the UK, but not a sovereign state although has its own parliament.

Wondering how I never realised the Scottish influence in Australia: Crocodile Dundee?

I know that whiskey and tartan are Scottish, but are Scotch Finger biscuits?

When I was little, my parents used to refer to McDonalds as “the Scottish restaurant” because us kids used to go nuts whenever we heard the name mentioned.  Haven’t seen a single one!  Although did visit the one at Gatwick airport.  Chicken and Mayo Burger for 99p was GREAT value.

Mary Queen of Scots was a busy woman, especially for someone who spent most of her life locked up – crowned at 9 months, queen to the king of France, windowed, married twice more, mother to James VI, abdicated, fled to England, imprisoned by her cousin for 19 years, executed for treason – phew!

I saw this billboard outside a cafe in Fitzrovia the other day and thought it was just perfect.  Can you imagine the English describing good coffee any other way?

Reminds me for some reason of the movie Elf with Will Ferrell where he sees a sign outside a NYC diner proclaiming it has the “World’s Best Coffee” so Buddy the Elf goes in to congratulate them on their success.

That mistake clearly would have been avoided in this situation.

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