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Sunday, 7 December 2014
SCOUTING FOR BOYS? (GERROUTTA HERE!)
Long-time regular readers may recall me recounting that it was my
family's accustomed practice to visit my maternal grandparents every
Sunday in the 1960s and '70s. At the side of my grandfather's armchair
sat a small brass box (designed originally for coal or kindling, I suppose)
in which resided a selection of chocolate confectionery. When the old
mantle-clock struck eight, the box would be opened, and my brother
and myself allowed to choose two bars each. One was for immediate
consumption and the other was for school the next day.
Oh, the cornucopia of tempting treats that lay before our awestruck
orbs: FRY'S TURKISH DELIGHT, CADBURY'S MILK TRAY
(yes, they did it in bar-form, too), FRY'S CHOCOLATE CREAM and
FRY'S FIVE CENTRE, MACKINTOSH'S CARAMAC, CADBURY'S
BAR SIX and CADBURY'S DAIRY MILK, MARS BARS, MILKY
WAYS, BOUNTYS - you name it, that box had it! It's a wonder that
I still have my own teeth.
FRY'S FIVE BOYS, of course, had nothing to do with any seedy
perverts' depraved yearnings, but was a chocolate bar with pics of five