Fuzzy

Bodyboarding all day today which left me with a great hunger for chocolatey things, so we had puddings at praa sands, were I ordered a chocolate truffle. I was worried it would be a tiny thing because the guy serving seemed so confused when offered the option of ice cream, clotted cream or both, I went for none. Clearly I am a dairy hating freak. Luckily it was a great big slice and I had trouble finishing it, but I soldiered on because it was fucking amazing. And clearly the kitchen staff thought I was a freak too because it came with ice cream, but in a little ramekin so it didn't poison me. Jim ate it.