So I spent my entire Easter compiling a meticulously drafted SWOT analysis on the most perfect chocolate egg out there, it took me days to complete.
Seriously, the time and patience I spent on taste testing, analysing, breaking all the eggs on the predefined cracks, I mean Humpty Dumpty would have elected me as his surgeon in a heart beat. If poor Humpty had one.
Then … the worst possible scenario occurred, my spine still tingles at the thought of it – I lost it. My dog ate my homework and I am not lying. Well, my imaginary doggy.
So now I have to start all over again. It’s a tough job but you know, someone’s got to do it