Jack came downstairs from his bedroom munching on some Dairy Milk chocolate from his birthday, my favourite, and I asked if I could have a little bit. He said there was some in bedroom in his cupboard and as I walked up the stairs he shouted after me,
“Dad, there’s a lot of chocolate there, please don’t get carried away!”
Cheeky git! Although it worked and I only had a bit!
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