Chocolate drop

I awoke this morning to the colossal thud of my latest Chocolate Tasting Club delivery. I've been a member for many years, and each month or so I get a delivery of very posh, creatively designed chocolates with accompanying tasting notes and scorecard. It's a noble endeavour, teaching patience and self-control since they are too blooming expensive to wolf down in one go. The one downside? All other regular chocolate tastes blah and icky afterwards.

The blip is the pretty cocoa pod curlicues on the cardboard box that comes through the letterbox.