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You needed the parachute to open…
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My kids couldn’t believe you used to get sweets for 1/2p. Spending 10p got you a proper bag.
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corner shop opposite my school sold ‘penny chews’ which was a bit like woolies pick n mix. There was always one guy on the door arm blocking access ‘only 3 in at a time’ taking no chances
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Mojos and black jacks!
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I can only imagine how chuffed the local shop dude was when I went in with my mum and 20p pocket money and asked for 15 different penny sweets from behind the glass that he had to put in small paper bag
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How fucking weird were these?
Flavours- from memory- included Creosote, Quicklime, Battery Acid and Turd as I recall…
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The fact we still use the phrase “I was fucking spangled mate” tells you everything!
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It does.
I think inflicting these on the youth of the late seventies early eighties was the low key British version of mkultra.
Christ knows what was in them
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Me and my pals upgraded from them to the real deal in our early teens. There was a shop that would sell us them, usually as single cigarettes, as long as we said it was for our mum/dad. A single cig and a match 
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Same here. Our sweet shop was called smelly nellys (as her cat sat on the chocolate) and you could buy a single jps for 7p - which we ditched when the asbestos rumour went around - and moved on to b&h. You could buy sheets of rice paper for 1p a sheet. The only other rumour I remember after that killing a brand was when it was rumoured that the kkk owned the troop trainer brand.
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Ooft, Troops. Remember them and British Knights.
We used to get a couple of cigs and a match for the 20p of a returned glass bottle.
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Stripes!!?!
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Looks a bit like an edible sports sock.
I remember them.
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Our local sweet shop had them in jars on shelves that went way up the wall behind the counter, the shopkeeper had to go up some sliding ladders that you used to see in old librarys to get them. We’d go in and ask for 100g of whatever was on the top shelf, and while the he was climbing up there we’d pilfer a load of penny sweets from the counter
Not my finest moment
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