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We knew we could count on you to send us sweary Thorntons products, you bunch of chocolate-loving pottymouths! This has to be one of the best slews of feedback we have ever had. It also contains Swear Words so the rest of the post is after the jump.
You wanted some proof so here you go. This is the present I got my dad for his birthday. It’s from Sheffield and they even called someone out from the back of the shop as she was the best at writing artistic lettering.
Once again, the West Midlands seems to be the epicentre of Thorntonian willingness to be profane with the piping bag. Warren from Hednesford Town says:
After listening to your podcast I thought i’d share with you a couple of photographs showing just how far the Cannock (in Staffordshire) branch of Thorntons would go with their icing.
The first shows a lovely message that my beautiful friend Charlie had iced on for my 30th birthday, and the second shows a lovely message from my workmates when I had my first child.
And these people are meant to be my friends!
Not quite chocolate, but this my wife’s practice run at a friend’s wedding cake:
So your wife is a big fan of the happy couple?
UPDATE: we just received this from Robyn and her wishing-to-remain anonymous:
The girl got a £1 tip for being game for the icing.
And David supplies:
The attached photo should prove that they too have as much of a sense of humour as anyone else.
This is part of an ongoing series of “affectionate indelicacies” between my best mate and I. “C*NT” is our term of endearment for each other, and this is merely one in a number of gifts, suitably adorned.