The post title is nowt to do with twitter, but a treat of the rather more edible and delicious kind.
I give you – The Chocomatic Chocolate Clock:
This delightfully pink apparatus pops out a chocolate treat, on the hour, every hour. Nyom.
But you’ve got to be quick though; if you haven’t nabbed the sweet in 30 seconds (AND WHY WOULDN’T YOU??) it’ll take it back in for the next hour. And it would serve you right. However, luckily enough, there is a cheat button though to get an instant treat, just in case you were busy when the chocolate came out. As if.
What more could you need on this dark December day in April?
Love her, love her please
I’m not usually a massive American Idol fan. I’ve always found the young hopeful’s quests for stardom a bit too desperate sometimes and it lacks the humour of X Factor (apparent from the required ‘whacky’ auditionees at the beginning of every season – they’re even more ‘whacky’ in the States o’course).
But this year, I’ve been kind of following it through the repeats on TV3 on lazy Saturdays and one lucky afternoon, I flicked on to this girl:
She’s sixteen years of age. Six.Teen. Her voice is pure gorgeous and as the classic line goes, she could sing the phonebook. I think, bar Leona Lewis maybe, she’s the only ever person I’ve seen on a reality programme like this, that I’ve actually wanted to buy their album. I want her album now. Right now.
Simon, mind that girl please, she’s a talented ‘un!
EDIT: YouTube and WordPress are not my friends I posted this ages ago, sauntered off happily and the video never published. Boourns. Fingers crossed it’s up now!