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Anyone else remember Car Sweets?
We also used to have Callard & Bowser toffees, some including nuts and some chocolate covered.
If we went for a drive lasting more than a couple of hours we would stop for a picnic, or at least a snack and some coffee. My father knocked up a couple of little tables which fitted into the top of the car doors when the windows were wound down.
When we went for walks we would carry some stuff with us, especially I would need at least a chocolate bar or something to avoid a hypo. We would have full fledged picnics on the beach or the moors or elsewhere, involving a groundsheet to sit on, flasks of tea (for mother) and coffee (for father and me) and sandwiches. Choccy bars like Picnic, Mars, Milky Way etc. were special treats, as were bags of Smith's Crisps with the salt in a screw of blue paper. God knows what they were fried in, probably vegetable oil laden with trans fats. Maybe lard, I don't remember, but probably not.
Sweets in general were also a special treat, I would take my pocket money to the shop and choose a pick'n'mix assortment of things including mint humbugs and gobstoppers, which changed colour as you sucked, from a set of big glass jars behind the counter, then eat them one or two at a time. Likewise you ate a couple of squares of a chocolate bar, not the whole damn thing.
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We mostly ate butter, which was patted into blocks behind the counter at Sainsburies (along with the bacon which was freshly sliced on demand). My father bought Crelos margarine which was pale cream and slightly slimy, purely as an occasional change from the butter.
We might occasionally have a Cream Tea including scones slathered in butter, topped with strawberry jam and covered in double cream, so lashings of fat to slow down the carbs. At home we usually had puddings with lunch, and cakes after dinner, all home baked, and bread and butter with the meal. I suspect the addition of loads of healthy saturated fats probably made the carbs less toxic than in more recent years when low fat margarine and other industrial Omega 6 abortions held sway over the national consciousness.
We also used to have Callard & Bowser toffees, some including nuts and some chocolate covered.
If we went for a drive lasting more than a couple of hours we would stop for a picnic, or at least a snack and some coffee. My father knocked up a couple of little tables which fitted into the top of the car doors when the windows were wound down.
When we went for walks we would carry some stuff with us, especially I would need at least a chocolate bar or something to avoid a hypo. We would have full fledged picnics on the beach or the moors or elsewhere, involving a groundsheet to sit on, flasks of tea (for mother) and coffee (for father and me) and sandwiches. Choccy bars like Picnic, Mars, Milky Way etc. were special treats, as were bags of Smith's Crisps with the salt in a screw of blue paper. God knows what they were fried in, probably vegetable oil laden with trans fats. Maybe lard, I don't remember, but probably not.
Sweets in general were also a special treat, I would take my pocket money to the shop and choose a pick'n'mix assortment of things including mint humbugs and gobstoppers, which changed colour as you sucked, from a set of big glass jars behind the counter, then eat them one or two at a time. Likewise you ate a couple of squares of a chocolate bar, not the whole damn thing.
Portion Control <G>
We mostly ate butter, which was patted into blocks behind the counter at Sainsburies (along with the bacon which was freshly sliced on demand). My father bought Crelos margarine which was pale cream and slightly slimy, purely as an occasional change from the butter.
We might occasionally have a Cream Tea including scones slathered in butter, topped with strawberry jam and covered in double cream, so lashings of fat to slow down the carbs. At home we usually had puddings with lunch, and cakes after dinner, all home baked, and bread and butter with the meal. I suspect the addition of loads of healthy saturated fats probably made the carbs less toxic than in more recent years when low fat margarine and other industrial Omega 6 abortions held sway over the national consciousness.
