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Going chomp in the night!



My face was smeared with chocolate and, when I ran my fingers through my hair, it was all sticky and gooey. I sniffed them hesitantly...it was my coconut shampoo!
‘What the...?' I frowned, stumbling downstairs. Last thing I knew, I'd gone to bed at 9.30pm and conked right out.
My husband Tony, 50, was peering into the fridge as I walked into the room. ‘Think you had a midnight feast again,' he chuckled.
No way! I looked over his shoulder. Uh-oh, the chocolate cake I'd made only the day before was now just a plate of crumbs. I'd gobbled up the whole lot in the night! ‘No wonder I feel full this morning,' I cried.
I couldn't remember a thing about creeping downstairs in the middle of the night and eating anything. Yet the cake was gone... and so were the carrots, broccoli and cauliflower!


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