I Need To Hire A Detective!

The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes.

 Arthur Conan Doyle

Hey, Lovelies.

The strangest thing has happened.

Just over a fortnight ago I bought quite a selection of (mostly) high quality chocolate bars. The reason? I intended to make chocolate truffles this week. I thought I’d make some truffles in white choc, some in milk, some in dark, and some in that delectable Caramilk flavour.

I am sure I bought the chocolate. I remember putting it in my trolley.

I even have a receipt to prove it.

I remember putting the chocolate in three separate places. A new hiding place that I am still reluctant to name publicly, the crisper drawer in the fridge behind the broccoli, and in the pantry, behind jars of flour. Because no-one ever looks there.

Last night when I prepared to make my first batch, I could not find those chocolate bars anywhere. Mysteriously, they are gone.

The dogs are off the hook, as they do not have opposable thumbs, and they can’t open the fridge nor can they reach high places with things stashed behind them.

Ben swears it wasn’t him.

So that can only mean one of two things. Either I am sleepwalking and eating chocolate in the middle of the night OR we have a chocolate thief in the neighbourhood.

Has this ever happened to you? It’s totally baffling.

Let me know if you have any detective recommendations, or better places to hide my next chocolate purchases.

I’ll get back to you with the truffle recipe once I renew my stash.

Love, cocoa butter and magical sprinkles, Nicole xx

Hi! I'm Nicole Cody. I am a writer, psychic, metaphysical teacher and organic farmer. I love to read, cook, walk on the beach, dance in the rain and grow things. Sometimes, to entertain my cows, I dance in my gumboots. Gumboot dancing is very under-rated.
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9 thoughts on “I Need To Hire A Detective!

  1. Do the Fae like chocolate? An animal would leave behind the wrappers wouldnt it? Unless it was something moer used to human ways like a monkey? Either way I look forward to hearing who/what. Maybe you have a random person living in your attic/man hole space. Ive read of squatters/homeless doing stuff like that. Not meaning to freak you out….

  2. Why do you hide it? Am impressed you put it in three locations, but still wondering why it was hidden. Unless it was from yourself, which is understandable, but frustrating if you sleep snacked. Except, where are the wrappers? Definitely see a need for Sherlock!

  3. Nicole, your ROUS (Rodent Of Unusual Size) reminds me of a long ago Christmas. My mother, father and younger brothers (about 6 and 14 yrs old) used to throw a big family Christmas Eve party with lots of food. That Christmas my mom and I decides to make Christmas cookies throughout December so the week before Christmas we were not doing a mad baking/cooking getting things done all at once. We had been baking for a couple of weeks and been putting cookies in big clear jars (about 15 or more) on the top of the cabinets above the kitchen sink and counter. Mom asked me to check on the cookies to make sure they were OK and not have any mold on them. I climbed up and pulled down the 1st full looking jar…it was very light and when I opened it there was newspaper holding up the cookies in the front of the jar. As I pulled each one down my Mom would scream another one? Only one jar was filled with cookies the rest with NEWSPAPERS. As my Mom was screaming I heard my Dad say “lets go boys.” Out they ran. So, Mom and I started our crazy baking. Dad and my brothers should up with dinner and flowers for my Mom. My brothers and I when ever we can get together (not as much as any of us would like) this memory always makes us laugh. Thank you for reminding me that Christmas memories are best shared along with all the smiles.

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