I spotted these as I was leaving the old Shoreditch Town Hall yesterday and took one. About 25 yards down the road, I turned round and went back for more. It is not a good move to follow up three roof-of-the-mouth scorching sherbet lemons with chilli dressing on your supper.
I dreamed last night of proper lemon shaped sherbet lemons, the ones that stick together in the paper bag but when I saw some in a shop in Cambridge today, the queue was too long for me to wait. Probably just as well.