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Originally Posted by Eric
For some reason "spanish jink" is part of my memory ... we were living on Queen Street ... number 29, I think ... and all the kids called it that. And, of course, I know it was the hard stuff (I'm having a slurp right now  ) ... I'm not daft enough to think it was the other kind ... and who would waste pomfret cakes?  If memory serves ... and it doesn't always ... were not candies on the sugar coupon. 
Oh, and I'm metaphorically stomping my memory for all this stuff ... there; that keeps us more or less on topic. |
The penny Spanish was soft(I never said you were daft Eric - but there are others who may not be quite the same era, it was a clarification for them)...and much much bigger and sweeter too.
Pomfret cakes were something else.......not within our financial reach.
The deposit on a Cheshire milk bottle was three hapence.....enough for the loaf and Spanish.