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Shrinking Biscuits and My Search for Iced Gems

My latest initiative for the delectation of our Nomination Whist group is to supply "biscuits from the past" along with the mid-session tea, coffee and flavoured water. A fortnight ago, it was Jammy Dodgers; this week it was Party Rings. You know the ones I mean? Little rings of biscuits,topped with a thin coating of icing. These looked a little insipid compared with the ones in my memory, which were all bright yellows, oranges and pinks. Today's version, I dare say, may be healthier but not so, well, vibrant. If you can have such a thing as a Vibrant Biscuit.

My simple idea had everybody talking about Days Gone By and, in particular, the Shrinking Size of Biscuits. Much was said about Wagon Wheels which once upon a time looked as if they could actually have fallen off an, admittedly small, waggon but in more recent times have become not much more than an ordinary biscuit.

It was interesting to share experiences of eating custard creams. All but one person on my card table admitted to pulling their custard cream biscuits apart, then eating the plain half before enjoying the half with the cream on. Ted alone denied ever having taken a custard cream apart but declared a youthful predilection for Petit Beurre biscuits. We then had to rack our brains to remember what Petit Beurre biscuits looked like? Were they the ones with the cow on? someone suggested. But, no, that was Malted Milk, we agreed. Personally I always thought Malted Milk the most boring of biscuits, despite the engaging cow.

This led us on to meals out in the Sixties (which were not as swinging as you might have thought, certainly not for those of us with young families to raise.) The height of sophisticated dining out on the rare occasion when Mr B and I could persuade a baby-sitter to entertain our Lively Ones in our absence, was a prawn cocktail starter, followed by steak and chips and finishing off with Black Forest Gateau. All washed down with a bottle of Liebfraumilch, of course. We knew how to live in the Olden Days.

Talking of drink, Maree put in for good measure, whoever decided, back in those Olden Days, that rum and blackcurrant was a good idea? Was there ever a more disgusting drink? But didn't everyone, but everyone, under a certain age decree that it was their Drink of Choice? And, turning to sweets, who used to bite off the heads of their jelly babies? Shamefaced, we all nodded agreement.

Our next Nomination Whist session will be the last until September. There will be prizes and surprises. I would welcome ideas on "biscuits from the past." I am reminded that when I was a littl'un, we only ever bought broken biscuits. If we were very, very lucky, there might be a piece of a custard cream biscuit, or a ginger nut (my favourite) or a bourbon (my Dad's favourite.) It would certainly be an authentic touch to serve up a plate of broken biscuits to my fellow card-players but I'm not sure I could handle the shame.

Penny said her favourites were Iced Gems - remember them? Can you still find them in the shops today? Opinion is divided - but I have decided I am now a Woman on a Mission. If Iced Gems are, indeed, still to be found, then I shall find them.

If I manage to find Iced Gems, then it will be interesting to see who of our brave group can't resist biting off the iced swirl, leaving a small, round, somewhat tasteless disc of biscuit on their plate.

That'll be me, then...


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23.04 | 20:15

lovely and heartwarming - an inspiration to us all x

09.03 | 12:07

Love this story told as ever beautifully.x

10.11 | 21:31

What a super account of a special event. I loved meeting you last night and seeing your creation come together. I’m so pleased you got so much from the activity

07.09 | 13:17

I have broad shoulders x

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