Boxes of broken biscuits was my favourite, which we bought at the Home & Colonial stores for one!

It was always a lovely surprise to find what biscuits you had. It was like a pick & mix of your favourite biscuits
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Aah I remember that very well indeed Lizze - it's just brought back memories of Annie Lennox's corner shop.
Salter weighing scales, Berkel food slickers, sides of proper bacon (covered on stockinette ) vast pieces of cooked ham covered in yellow crumb and lines upon lines of sweetie jars containing treats such as clove rock, brandy/aniseed balls, Army and Navies, sherbet bombs, Riley’s toffee rolls, flying saucers, Victory V lozenges and on and on.
Robbie the Co-Op milkman who was able to carry several pint bottles of milk by their necks between his fingers, Reggie the Baker and the very long trays of freshly backed goods pulled from the back of his electric van and a legion of other traders who brought their wares to the door step.
Memories of a time within a vastly different country.
That paints a vivid picture and brings back many memories from childhood Zulu. Particularily of visits to my granny in Sandy Row, where I would be sent to the wee shop around the corner which was just like the one you describe.
The usual reason I was sent as a 6 or 7 year old was to buy ciggys for grannny. 60 gallahers greens was the usual daily order

.......and some sweets for myself. Also used to get that well known ice cream woman (whose name escapes me) on her bicycle contraption with the big ice cream box on the front.If I,d "been good" I would get bought a "slider".
Happy days and simpler times indeed.
