One of the strangest confectionery items Meg introduced me to during my time in England was the humble flying saucer. The sherbet interior I   understood perfectly fine, but the edible polystrene which surrounded it was a complete mystery. You definitely feel like you're eating something not quite right when you crunch into them, but that's half the fun I guess. And who knew visitors from outer space tasted quite so tangy? DP

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