As any chocolate connoisseur will tell you, there is nothing finer than biting into a Jacob’s Club and finding you’ve got hold of that rare treasure – a Club that, either through a production line slip-up or operator failure, is completely biscuit-less.
Instead its interior is comprised solely of that soft Jacob’s patented chocolate filling and nothing else.
What you are holding is a “fillet of Club”. The biscuity bones are fully absent.
You have in your hands, quite unexpectedly, a product of pure, unadulterated JOY.
Call me small-minded. Call me petty. Call me trivial.
But today has been a good day.
Today I have felt special.
Mr Jacob please take note. I am easily pleased...