The land is Burning

The land is Burning

We woke up this morning to the smell of smoke. 'No smoke without a flame' is what they say. Fortunately, this fire was put out last night.

England is hot. Our land is dry. We love it and we hate it. I know that as soon as this country cools down we will all be sad as it will mean that the Summer has passed. But we should enjoy this heat while it is here, relax a little.

In just a few weeks, we shall start making our delicious artisan blends of scrumptious hot chocolates. We shall get ready for when the days get cooler and our clients need comforting with something sweet and warming.

In the meantime, how about a chocolate & banana milkshake with a few pieces of ice crushed in a blender?

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  • The land is Burning

    The land is Burning

    We woke up this morning to the smell of smoke. 'No smoke without a flame' is what they say. Fortunately, this fire was put out last night. England is hot....

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