When I was in my sixth year at high school, every single day after school me and a couple of friends would go to my best friend Jo’s house (she’s still my best friend…actually, all my friends are the best).  As soon as we walked in the door we’d go straight to the kitchen and get out a loaf of bread and the mammoth jar of nutella.  I think I’d average between 4 and 6 pieces of toast and nutella every day!  I was a hardened nutella addict!  Thankfully, I didn’t have to sell my body to fund my addiction as Jo’s poor mum spent a fortune « Continue »