Hello Dolly

Carol O’Callaghan says there is a latent Dolly Mixture lover lying dormant inside us waiting to escape

Didn’t we simply adore them in childhood? Remember the sight of those pretty little morsels in all our favourite colours, trapped in cellophane bags just waiting to be ripped open before a nimble fingered forage for the pink one that tasted of saccharine heaven.

Funny how the memory in adulthood of that sugar shot can bring on a slight ripple of nausea, thanks to our more developed and, we’d like to think, sophisticated palates.