Less of an article, more of a story.
Mr Cadbury met Ms Rowntree on a Double Decker, it was just After Eight. They got off at Quality Street, in front of Fishermans Friend pub. He asked her name, "Polo, I'm the one with the hole" she said with a quiet Wispa. "I'm Marathon, the one with the nuts" he said! Then he touched her Creme Eggs. They checked into a hotel, he slipped his hands into her Snickers and felt her Milky Way. He fondled her Flap Jacks and she rubbed his Tic Tacs. It was a Fab moment as she let out a scream of sheer Turkish Delight! Sadly 3 days later his Sherbert Fountain started to drip. It turns out Ms Rowntree had been with Bertie Basset who had Allsorts.
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