It may seem rather odd to have three bottles of milk in an Advent calendar, but I think they merit some attention. I was lying in bed wondering what the time was. It was dark. There was a single blackbird singing. A train went by. Then the familiar sound of the milkman's float, the creak of the gate and the clunking of glass on the doorstep. So I knew that despite the dark, morning had arrived.
We're lucky that we still have a milkman, even if he only comes every other day (Sundays off). I know we could go to the corner shop or the supermarket and it would probably be cheaper, but I like the idea of someone being around in the early morning, seeing what is going on.
Anyway, I like milk bottles, and those bottle shaped sweets, so they're in .