You are correct, my memory has confused sweet tobacco with a Cadburys chocolate called Old Jamaica!I think it was called Spanish gold.
I remember my father's shop selling white elongated sweets shaped like a cigarette and with a red tip. Ideal for posing and they were quite nice too.
Parents with a sweet shop?! My god, that would have been a dream come true. Wait till they went through the back…Same here, mum and dads shop did too, yes, naughty but nice.
Parents with a sweet shop?! My god, that would have been a dream come true. Wait till they went through the back…
Wait till they went through the back…
And at Christmas there were foil covered chocolate cigars!I remember my father's shop selling white elongated sweets shaped like a cigarette and with a red tip. Ideal for posing and they were quite nice too.
My grandad used to buy those.Jesmond black bullets for me please.
I hope you’ve contacted the accountants and made good the losses?This was the early fifties, and there was an opening between my younger sister's bedroom and mine. It led into next door, which dad used as a store house. We used to creep downstairs after parents were abed and raid the sweet section (it was a newsagent's & grocer too). We then had a midnight feast. How my sister's teeth survived and mine didn't, I'll never know. Believe me, there wasn't much difference between a butcher and a dentist back then. A visit then was literally a gas !
I hope you’ve contacted the accountants and made good the losses?
It was a general shop, bit of everything, tbh we (3 brothers) didn’t have to ask/hide anything, we just ate what we wanted, but in those days we all were active, none of this PlayStation sat in bedroom all day malarkey, so none of us were overweight.
And your teeth ?
Can we call them midget gems any more?
A friend of mine was greatly flattered when her husband, another friend of mine, after many glasses of red wine and some exotic smoking mixture, referred to her midget gems.