What do we know about sherry? In the late 1960s Stevie Wonder sang “my sherry amour, pretty little one that I adore”, which was weird. Then there’s trifle, which is a wobbly amalgamation of puddings laced with the stuff. And finally there’s the faint whiff of Croft Original or Harveys…
There is a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in. — Leonard Cohen