This is so hard for me to do publicly, especially as I know there are Barbeloids who feel they know me and know how happy I appear, but here goes.
I've always been a Galaxy man. Always. Soft, creamy, smooth as silk. Christmas, Easter, anytime. I've been there for Galaxy, I've been faithful.
But I've had my head turned. Nestle Double Cream. It started off with the adverts, that couple who robbed the bank but couldn't spend the money because the notes were marked. Canny-but-shabby cop with sore fingers tried to catch them out all ways, only succeeding when he tempted the chocolate-loving femme fatale into parting with a snide note for a bar of Double Cream.
And when I tasted it.... whooo. It's been a whirlwind romance. I just can't stop myself going back. And I've not even missed Galaxy.
What do you think? Anyone in a similar situation? |