So warbled them there You Two, and a fine tribute to fine seaside fayre.
Yes, we went off to Greet Your Muff.
Fine Dining in a poncey Italian cellar, followed by the dessert of champions on the seafront.
Fresh, steaming hot doughnut, doused in powdered cinnamon, heaped atop with Mr Whippy ice cream, drizzled with strawberry syrup, and sprinkled with hundreds and thousands of sprinkles.
Now, that is bliss!
Might have to return next Sunday for another one...
