It is now almost five weeks since I went any further than just walking round the block. I did start my car the other day and sit in it with the engine running for a few minutes. One side effect of this though is that it is harder to come up with subject matter for my daily post. The weather, the garden, friends phone calls, television - then I begin to run out. When I was on the farm there would always be something regardless of Covid 19 because, let's face it, farm life doesn't stop for anything - calves and lambs are still being born, jobs are still being carried out on the fields, animals are still getting sick and needing the vet.
So - what to write about. Well I passed a pleasant half hour in the far distant past after lunch today. My son brought me round some rhubarb from his garden and left it on my doorstep. I intended to make a rhubarb crumble but never got round to it. I had plenty of milk so I made a pint of custard and then gently stewed the rhubarb. Rhubarb and custard for pud today and it was delicious. And, as I was eating it I suddenly thought of rhubarb and custard lollipops - can you still get them? If not - are you old enough to remember when you could get them? Lolly on a stick - half red transparent very sweetened rhubarb taste and the other half creamy custard looking. Mmmmm
And that brought to mind other sweets we used to dash to the sweet shop with our pocket money for. There is an old-fashioned sweet shop in Hawes, a little town further up Wensleydale from us - and our newspaper shop stocks a couple of shelves of big jars of the old fashioned varieties. My late father in law only ever went out on Friday mornings when he put on his best suit, polished his shoes and went in to the Auction Mart. He always went into the Newsagents to pay the paper bill and to buy a pound of boiled sweets (a few from every jar!) - they would last him until the next Friday. He would empty them into a tin in the cupboard behind his chair and if he liked you he might offer you one - a peppermint humbug, a gob stopper, a pin cushion. Tooth-destroyers all.
Now most 'sweets' seem to be chocolate-coated and wrapped but non the less bad for your teeth I suppose. But weren't those old sweets good (or is it just the memory) - coconut mushrooms, buttered brazils (my mother's favourite), Pontefract cakes (you can still get these). Did you have a faourite? If so, can you still get them these days or are you just left with the memory?