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When I was a kid growing up in York our next door neighbour worked in the Rowntrees factory up the road from us.  Once a week he would bring a bag of bars to me and my brother that wouldnt pass quality control for being out of shape.  I loved him as much as Santa

I was at uni in York and when the wind was in the wrong direction a sickly pall from Rowntrees would hang over the place for hours. Stomach turning it was

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Ha ha. I loved it. Still do! Going over in June so will fill my lungs with it

You're welcome to it.

Like I cant stand the smell of the breweries around Murrayfield that drift over towards us from time to time.

 

On a lighter note, Wonka's Millionaires Shortbread bars. Maybe not manly enough for you lot but I like em

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A couple of years ago my son bought be a large box of Lions Sports Mixtures, used to love them as a kid. Most probably know the Maynards versions, those are for wimps.

 

 

Anyway, within a day I'd lost three fillings and it cost me close to 50 quid to get them replaced. 

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They fucking werent. I'm a bit of a traditionalist when it comes to toffee

 

Older generation, you see. You probably remember when you couldn't get any real bananas because of them germans causing all that trouble over in the France. Mind you, Betty Thrupplegates Bill works for the MD, and he got her some lovely new net curtains. Knees up mother brown, we're all going up the west end!

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