Oh thank goodness it arrived! Merry belated Christmas!

The boat story is related, tangentially, to the arm warmers. I was knitting arm warmers for your present before Christmas, and I brought them home to Dublin to carry on knitting them over the holiday, which I did, then on the way back, I left my knitting bag on the ferry with the almost finished arm warmers in it! I have decided it was my punishment for not having them finished properly before Christmas. They may still be floating between Dublin and Holyhead... In any case, I thought I would buy you some much more professionally finished ones to represent my slightly more haphazard but similarly coloured lost ones.

I'm sticking with Sandra Boynton's stance on the subject.

"White Chocolate: It's not chocolate."

Going back a few days - my statement was always "White chocolate is neither." See also "sweet breads".

As food goes, white chocolate is pretty white. You've been getting some funky stuff.

As food goes, white chocolate is pretty white. You've been getting some funky stuff.

I'd call it beige at its lightest. To me, beige =/= white.

Your standards for food white are very strict.

I gotta go with ita on this.

Your standards for food white are very strict.

milk, plain yogurt, outside of a hardboiled egg = white

white chocolate, white cheddar =/= white (I never understood why they call the orange cheese "yellow" when I think "white" cheddar is approaching yellow on it's own).

But I'll admit that may just be me.

This will only get to end with me sending Snowies to all of you white chocolate haters, won't it?

I'm not a white chocolate hater, but you can send me Snowies anyway!

This will only get to end with me sending Snowies to all of you white chocolate haters, won't it?

Yes. And, um, I hate white chocolate. Really.

::surreptitiously crosses fingers::