When the 3pm need for something sweet hits, there's just no ignoring it. So off I toddled with my mate Relizza for a nice bit of frozen yoghurt. Our local joint is Yog, and with the first sniff of sunshine the queue's out the door and so are we.
Naughty enough to kick the sugar craving but saintly enough to avoid the guilt, frozen yoghurt really rings my bell. Current fave topping: berry coulis and milk choc chips. Dee-lish.
As we strolled reluctantly back to the office, a nice little over-the-sunnies peek of Mr. David Gandy himself (even better in the flesh) had us giggling like school girls, how very Diet Coke break.
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