The power of imagination – one panellist was juggling pineapples and coconuts on a shifting drift of grist – another lounged on a summer hillside, smelling bracken, gorse rose and sun-cream, a cinnamon raisin bun in one hand and some old bourbon in the other. The palate was mouth-wateringly, lip-smackingly delish – brown sugar, chocolate oranges, Belgian waffles and coffee – all bathed in a sunshiny shimmer of satisfaction.
