Still, though, you have to wonder about it all, at least as far as the jelly babies are concerned. I mean, as the Prime Minister said in his emergency broadcast to the nation last night, we could all understand it if had been wine gums, or even – in the case of certain religious fundamentalists – fruit pastilles: but jelly babies?
There was a time, back in the latter half of the last century when it seemed that sweet-based differences between the various peoples of this Earth were on the wane. After all, it was the time of Pick 'n' Mix where confectionery of all types could be happily put together in the same sweetie bag.
Some now look back on such times as overly and naively optimistic. Some say that Rolos and Opal Fruits were never destined to be seen together, let alone consumed together, and that the Mint Aero was a foolish naïve dream of those who would see the world filled with nothing but overflowing sherbet fountains of joy, peace and happiness.
Still, though, there were those of us who had seen - and, yes - fallen in love with the Flake adverts and the promise of Earthly paradise personified by the Cadbury's Caramel bunny and we knew deep in our hearts that we had found something akin to paradise here on this poor blighted Earth.
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