I knew that the one thing that Darrell was desperate to try from my travels was real Turkish - Turkish Delight. A doner kebab holds no mystery for him, but the thought of tasting Eastern Promise sent little shivers down his spine in a foreign comestible type way.
He’s tried this ……. but it just isn’t the same!
So when Darrell thought he’d had all of his surprises from me, I sat him down at the table and said we were going to nibble in the manner of Sultans.
To see the delight (and sugar) on his face (and fingers) was a joy akin to watching Wolves win at the Molineux. Bless him.