Were they the little hard sticks of liquorice or the liquorice root? I used to love the root - a ha'penny a stick that you could chew and chew until the flavour had gone. As a bonus, as the flavour disappeared you could bite off the soggy mess at the end and toss it at your enemies across the classroom. I used to love Mighty Imps too - for 3d you got a little box of about 50 tiny liquorice and menthol pellets that burnt your tongue off as well as turn it black. Spangles - yum. My favourite flavour was Old English - drool
Liquorice root I think BB. A beige sort of thing that as you say went on for ever. There was a little sweet shop by Bushey and Oxhey station that had everything that a child with limited means could want. It was still there a few years ago, but don't know if it is still.
They sound horribly modern Yorkie, although I think I might just remember them. Short term memory and all that.
lol...i doubt it, i used to get extra pocket money sometimes from my gransparents ... though i wish i'd thought of your idea lol
Did any of you gently throw things like washers or coins against walls from about 2m and whoever got nearest won? And I am at work very early today there were problems in htis week and we still have not corrected them.
Do you mean the triangular things? If you squeezed the packet too hard they shot out onto the ground.
I read this and find the thread very strange. We did cowboys and indians and the guns were sheep jaw bones.
Aniseed balls anyone...8 for an old penny? And tiny bullet-like toffees covered in chocolate which took half an hour to dissolve in your mouth. And gobstoppers that you had to keep taking out of your mouth to see if they'd changed colour yet. And flying saucers and sherbet, especially the dyed stuff that turned your tongue violent red or green. Since we were always short of cash anything that lasted a long time was popular. We played outside all day...sent out after breakfast and told not to come back until lunch/teatime. Two local bomb sites were the best playgrounds....ruined, overgrown buildings with plenty of places to hide... David Nobbs' novel 'Second to Last in the Sack Race' is a very funny account of childhood in the late 40s/early 50s...
BBW - you see we can tell your youth - you come from an entirely more violent era - our biggest "bang" would come from a Catherine Wheel. Sherbert fountains were great - does anyone remember pyramid shaped iced "jubblies" and yes Norway Mars Bars were definitely bigger and cost 4d as opposed t other chocolate bars at 3d
yes, i remember that! i think i was the only person who actually loved school milk...i used to finish everyone's! lol
....or had frozen solid and the cream popped through the silver top like a milk ice lolly. We were allowed to have the bottles thaw out on our desks and drink them slowly. Of course, if you weren't watching, someone would either dip their pen nib in it or drop in chewed up pieces of paper which you wouldn't find until you had finished drinking.
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