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pips (gladys knight flavour, rather than sherbert)

In the days when the post-school 'two ounces' (or, if you were especially flush, an indulgent 'quarter') meant sweets from big jars, rather than Class B drugs, sherbert pips made the most of your pocket money.

Little-fingernail sized dots of sugary, citric-acidy glory. You could eke them out one at a time, experiment with combinations, or pour the whole bag down your throat for that guaranteed hyperactive afternoon.

Damn, I miss them. And I miss the corner shops that sold them. Or perhaps I just miss being nine years old.

NS