Damn you Monsieur Ambassador!

My sister gifted me a box of Ferrero Rocher for my birthday last week. Lunch today consisted of roughly half the box, and it looks like I'll having the remainder for dinner.

It's not even that I particularly like them (I've heard them described as the "chav of the chocolate world" - an apt summation), it's just that they're coated in chocolate, and wrapped up in a shiny foil wrapper, the combination of which makes them nigh irresistible to me.

Sigh. I could say no, I suppose.

Alternatively I could have another...