I was so busy yakking into my phone today that I took myself further along the high street than usual and stumbled across a new treasure... an old fashioned sweet shop! I'm not sure what it is about these places that makes me feel so at home - the sweet, delicious smell of buttery fudge and tangy sours or the neat rows of ordered and labelled jars lining every spare surface, from floor to ceiling. There is, I find, something deeply satisfying about walking in and having so much glorious stuff to choose from - perhaps it goes back to those childhood days when we first tasted the freedom of spending a 10p piece on whatever we chose. Today I returned to work, my brown paper bag sticky and gritty with sparkly sugar and sherbert, with a bounce - the best 90p I've spent in ages!
And, speaking of sweeties, here is a lovely birdie we rescued from the cat's jaws. Isn't she beautiful?
ooh! birds & sweetshops! lovely lovely lovely!!!
ReplyDeletemmmmm...the thought of sweet and sour, zingy gumdrops is making my mouth water...
ReplyDeleteooooh! look at the preeeetteeee birdie! this post is right up my sister's alley as you can see :o)
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