Phogs! review

Moving about on a bedrock of blancmange, moving past boulder-sized strawberry pieces and mountains of pink-tipped whipped cream, I pinball myself off portions of milk chocolate straight into a gooey, molten barrel of the stuff. The odd however friendly creatures relaxing at the sides assess me silently, unconcerned that I didn’t get the memo that it was Huge Fruit-Shaped Hat Day – I am shamelessly sporting a snorkel and a nightcap – and sigh contently. Phogs!

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