A relative of mine dropped off a plastic bag containing this, plus four booklets, at the gate of Mr. Radioman's house one particular afternoon.
I hadn't known.
I mean, I had seen the bag, but because the one inside the house wasn't interested in the contents, plus it wouldn't do me good to take it inside, so there the bag hung for over a week before winds blew it down to the ground and to the side.
Strange as it sounds, that was a blessing.
I wouldn't have been able to see the 'something.com.au' printed on the outside of the bag otherwise.
Somehow I managed to sneak the bag off the first instance I was able to, and opened it up at the void deck table after I got downstairs.
It was a pleasant surprise.
Better yet, it was a complete delight1
I was so, so happy, I tell you.
See, there's nothing better than to receive a box of very sweet milk chocolates- with all kinds of varieties- to boost one's spirits after an afternoon of (unnecessary) household chores and (unnecessary) conversation that you don't want to do and don't want to have.
So through the candy chocolate bars I ruffled, trying to decide between the Twirl (which I hadn't eaten for a long time), the Boost (which I probably had had once but forgotten the taste), the Turkish (which I hadn't had before), the Caramilk, the regular milk chocolate, the Picnic and the Crumble.
Not an easy decision to make.
I wanted the Twirl, but I also wanted the Caramilk, the Crumble and the regular milk chocolate.
In the end I placed everything back into the bag save for one- the milk chocolate- and finished it.
Was it melted?
Yes.
Was it good?
Absolutely.
In fact I thought it a miracle that it hadn't gone bad.
Guess hot sun, heat, even humidity all of it ain't defeating Cadbury!