Isn’t it funny how things are never the same as how you remember them. At Christmas, we always used to have a tin of Quality Street. After seeing them advertised on the TV, and some reminiscing, he came home with a tin. After much cursing as I tried to get the lid off, we rummaged for our favourites, mine being the purple ones with the nut in the middle, or the green triangles, and his being, well, the ones I don’t like.
I always thought that there would be equal numbers of each type of sweet, but as I rummaged, it seemed that there were not as many of the ones I liked as there were of the one’s I didn’t. So, being a bit sad, I tipped them out onto the carpet, and sorted them into little piles. Here’s the result.
The numbers were quite varied. 5 green triangles against 12 toffee pennies. 15 strawberry creams against 1 orange cream, and so on. The purple ones, the one with the toffee and the nut in the middle are actually now called “the purple one” on the leaflet, and contain pieces of nut, rather than a whole nut. Funny how things are never the same as you remember them being.
So, next time you put your hand in a tin of sweets and think to yourself “someone’s eaten all the hazelnut whirls!”, chances are they haven’t and there were only two in there to start with.