The curious case of Emma Jones

Ever noticed that the best things are from your childhood? Lately, I feel like I'm ageing backwards and I find myself acting immature (where appropriate) and opting for OAProducts. Don't get me wrong, I love technology and the way it's progressing, I couldn't live without my laptop or my phone, but just because 150,000,000 of those round coins I lack have been spent researching it, doesn't mean it's better than it's pre-decessors. I'm not sure if it's my stubbornness toward change, a not so subtle attempt at holding on to my childhood or just my love for retro/vintage products, but it's happening and I'm embracing it.


Golden Oldies

Sweets these days are so fickle. Brands introduce new sweets all the time which get discontinued after a few months due to the fact that they are shit. Classics are just unbeatable. As of late, I've been pigging out with Tooty Frooties and it's been sheer glory. The Rowntree's creation was born in 1963 and I remember scoffing these bad boys when I was a child before they disappeared out of my life only to make a comeback this year reclaiming their spot in my heart but more-so my mouth. You can buy Tooty Frooties from ASDA and pretty much everywhere now. Full yum-factor, I'm actually going out to my car to collect the packet I left in there yesterday. Let the scoffing commence.

It was only a few weeks ago that I was in the company of a bearded amigo  talking about vintage treats in a reminiscent sort of fashion when he told me that, not only do ice cream Chewits still exist, but he was in possession of numerous packets. HURRAH. I am now in possession of one and a half packets and a huge Chewit filled grin.


During the whole time I was writing this blog entry I was trying to think of shit sweets and good sweets from recent times to write about and couldn't think of any and you know why?...because they've all been shit and shit is not very memorable. I just bloody love retro sweets.


P & L
Voodle