
Spring really should sort itself out and shut
the doors to winter once and for all, like the Stalinist Russian regime that
rules my brain shuts tries but miserably fails to shut the doors to people
who never opened theirs to me. But whether you too are a miserable Londoner who
struggles to enjoy ten minutes of warmth and sun per day, or you live in a normal
place where seasons are a thing, you can still relish some delicious raw fruity
sorbet with a crunchy dark chocolate topping. It’s ready in an instant and provides
instant peace for your tummy and soul, and who gives half a duck about doors or
seasons or wastage of feelings after all.
