"I've never seen anything so beautiful in my life," enthused Sergeant Benton as he and Captain Yates scaled the pink, fluffy mountain, the sweet surface sticking to their boots and crunching underfoot like freshly-fallen snow. "I'd quite like to stay a while. We could take a marshmallow boat and go punting along the lemon squash river."
"I still think we ought to get out of here as soon as we've rescued the Doctor and the Brigadier from the Castle of Boiled Sweets," replied Yates, flicking a stray fluff of mountain from his shoulder. "I don't like the looks of that jelly velociraptor we passed in the strawberry bootlace forest."