Forget Proust’s madeleines – nothing brings back nostalgia more than the sweets of our childhood. I was a child of the 1970s and, like most children then, my funds were limited, so we’d carefully calculate the sugary value of sweets.
Sweet food memories from a 1970s childhood
Forget Proust’s madeleines – nothing brings back nostalgia more than the sweets of our childhood. I was a child of the 1970s and, like most children then, my funds were limited, so we’d carefully calculate the sugary value of sweets.
I loved Spangles and Caramac bars! 🙂
Quiz bars – loved them, and the trivia on the wrapper.
Does anyone else remember After Eight chocolate bars? It was a bar of the chocolate that covers the mints. No-one I know can remember.
Fry’s Turkish Delight still reminds me of my grandfather who would pick me and my brother up from school on a Thursday and take us for a ride in his Ford Zephyr to Uncle Sid’s Ford Garage in Northolt where we would then get treated to another chocolate bar – a Kit Kat or possibly a Mars Bar whilst they allowed us to drive or pretend drive one or more of the cars in the back lot. I remember Texans, Cabana bars (I loved glace cherries!), dark chocolate Bounty Bars, Aztecs and summer always brought ice cream cones from Rossi’s (one of my brother’s school friends whose uncle was Francis Rossi from Status Quo) or a unique orange sorbet whippie from the ice cream man in Burnt Oak. We also had square crisps and Discos (KP) alongside a bevvy of penny sweets. Black Jacks were the best because they made your mouth go black and you could pretend to be one of the monsters out of Doctor Who!
Fry’s Five Centres….mmm