The whole retro sweet thing brings back a whole host of juvenile memories, such as…
Trying to set fire to Parma Violets because they had Magnesium Carbonate in them and our childish brains figured that as Magnesium burns ferociously with a bright white flame, so would Parma Violets. We never quite got that to work.
Tipping a whole pack of Space Dust into your mouth in one go and trying not to have it explode out of your mouth and nose.
Using old style ring pulls from cans of drink as ‘flying saucers’
Being completely bewildered at how they made Tab Clear colourless. It must have been the work of the devil
Trying to get drunk on cans of ‘Top Deck’
Seemingly daily playground competitions to see who could last the longest sucking on a Fireball
We were at the New Mills (Derbyshire) carnival yesterday, home to The Swizzels Matlow sweetie factory. Where they still make many of the sweets you’re all talking about.
My nephew had a drumstick lolly, as the parade passed by they were handing out the old fashioned sweets to the children.
I love cycling along the canal past the factory and smelling the sweets that are being made that particular day.