Dear Coca-Cola

Who knew that my name could have such an impact. I found myself standing in Tesco, practically prancing around in excitement, and why?

Because my name is beaming back at me from a bottle of Coke. Yesssss, it’s taken weeks, but finally (FINALLY!) I have one. They’d even spelt it right.

Close... but no cigar!

Close… but no cigar!

Funny thing is, I don’t even like Coke. Pepsi; now we’re talking, but do they print my very own name on my bottle? Nope. So I betrayed my taste buds and purchased the competitor.

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