
I remember the time when I was back in my primary school days, I would read these Enid Blyton books and read about sitting down in front of a fireplace, drinking hot chocolate with marshmallows. That was how I picture England would be like before I got here. People cuddle round a nice fireplace with hot chocolate in their hands with the cold autumn or winter wind blowing outside.


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Doesn't the hot chocolate look so appealing to you now? Imagine dipping marshmallows in it as well. Drops of heaven. Haha.
Bliss
However, when I got to Hull, I realized they don't use fireplaces anymore. Bummer.
2 Comments:
Enid blyton lived in a lovelier time :) . btw, i think the hot chocolate from whittards of chelsea has expired.
what?? how come so soon?
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