As I type we are eating breakfast while watching Peppa Pig (seagulls again, see below), and my dear wife has just admitted that yesterday in a moment of weakness she purchased some Jordans raspberry-flavoured Country Crisp cereal. She was now eating it. "I bet it's full of sugar," she sighed. "It's not muesli at all really, is it?"
"Not really, dear," I agreed, sighing to show that I was on her side.
"But it's so nice."
"If only there was something between this and Dorset muesli."
"That'd be great."
We sighed together. The museli quest continues.