8th June It's just a trifling offence

After their 15 mins of fame during the Jubilee celebrations, the nation's trifle bowls have been condemned to the back of dark dingy cupbourds, sentenced to not see the light of day for many, many a month. There they joined the once only used Pasta machine, the George Foreman grill and the Italian coffee maker whose ridiculously expensive pods all tasted worse than Aldi instant.

With trifle fever having gripped the kitchen's of the UK, glassware that might only be seen on the Antiques Roadshow was unearthed, examined, scrubbed within an inch of its life and then used to hold all sorts of culinary conconctions. These ranged from a simple Bird's trifle mix, through the childhood staple of strawberry Angel Delight to the thoroughly modern Jubilee pudding with its exotic and possibly erotic ingredients.

Placed firmly in the spotlight, a sense of nostalgia swept over the nation as we looked back through rose coloured spectacles to the glory days when a trifle, almost collapsing under the weight of hundreds and thousands, used to appear on the menu every Sunday.

Now as the bunting is dismantled and the flags taken down to be carefully stored away until the World Cup or Charles' coronation, whichever comes first, trifle mania is officially over.