the Biscuiteers to the rescue
I’ve been quite busy lately trying to sort out my hobbies (blogging, designing, exercising…organizing, decorating , oh gosh I’ll just stop the lsit there, you get the idea). I’m trying to establish some efficient practices to make sure that I get to do all the things I love, and get to spend quality time with the people (and animal) that I love. I know it will settle down but in the meantime I feel like thee Mister has been ever so patient. So the other morning I googled ‘cookie delivery London’ thinking that perhaps there was some sort of treat I could send to him at work…better than a card and surely more boyish than flowers or something (plus if any of you know David, he LOVES snacks and cookies). Well lo and behold the Biscuiteers popped up and I couldn’t have been more excited, it was perfect! It was cute, independent, British and had a great offering. I felt like I’d died in a ‘tick all the boxes’ type of way. Seriously, how cute is that name?
I settled on a ‘cookie card’ as I felt like the biscuit tins were best saved for a greater occasion than ‘bear with me’ (BUT when that greater occasion comes up I’m definitely getting one of these fabulous London or Paris tins)! I proposed a date –a walk at the weekend (more about that later!)– in my included message card and selected a pair of wellington boots cookies. They arrived the morning after I placed the order AND true to his fantastic self, he didn’t even eat them because he thought I might want to see them and take pictures of them!! He was right, and I was very pleased with the attention to detail in the packaging and presentation. Each layer removed felt special– from the card to the tissue and stickers…down to the biscuit (great little red details where the hunter logo is on a true pair of wellingtons). They were a wee bit smaller than I was expecting, but all in all very happy. Perhaps he does deserve a large tin for all that thoughtfulness after all!