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Christ. I just read the article 'agreeing with Loz about children smelling of biscuits' Well there was a girl at my primary school who smelt of digestive biscuits, and highly so. She was poor and 'the girl you fancied' if you were being teased.
Although I cannot vouch whether or not she still has digestive hum, she is still poor and very ugly as I saw her in a local petrol station.
My mum thought I was mad for reporting of this odour phenomena, but now I feel vindicated and among friends.
Thank you all.
Tunnocks Wafer Review
I love Tunnocks wafers but never seem to buy them. I also know of no-one who buys them. If 4 million are sold every week then who the hell is buying them? Maybe manufacturers of budget washing powders are buying them in bulk and adding them to their powder in order to give poor kids the smell we all know and hate.....just a thought.
|Nicey replies: Well spotted Jim. We wondered about this very paradox previously, and assumed that it was the Scottish themselves, of which there are over 5,000,000. So they would be able to take of them all if they only ate one each a week.
Maybe somebody Scottish could provide estimates of how many Tunnocks wafers and by what proportion of the population are eaten. We could the do the sums and estimate how much of their weekly production they send down south.
It has also been pointed out that the Scottish apparently enjoy a higher standard of health care, maybe this helps certain individuals cope with massive intakes of Tunnocks wafers, who may responsible for mopping up hundreds of thousands of them. We don't know this is pure speculation.
I can report that there are confirmed sightings (or should that be
smellings?) of Poverty-Related Paediatric Biscuit Aroma Syndrome as far
south as Crawley, West Sussex. I was an Avon lady for a while and I
definitely noticed the phenomenon when knocking on doors of houses whose
gardens were very scruffy.
By the way, I'm sure I remember eating Lemon Crunch Creams. They were a bit
like two abbey crunch (only crumblier) sandwiched with said tangy lemony
stuff. Anyone else?
|Nicey replies: Its always nice to get emails from ex-Avon Ladies. NiceCupOfTeaAndASitDown has now officially recognised the phenomena PBAS by creating a small nose.|
||Hello again Mr Nicey,|
I have to agree with Loz's email about poor children smelling of biscuits. I remember some of the children at Porth Comp smelling like they were rubbing themselves with all manner of biscuits before they un-tucked their shirts, messed up their hair, put their trainers on (Pan-Am) and came to school.
This has to be a global ocurrence.
|Biscuit Enthusiast Mandy
||Nicey, having read the letter on your feedback page, I felt compelled to respond. I can categorically state that this was not localized to Liverpool, I also remember the very same "cheaper type biscuit aroma" surrounding the poorer kids at my school. So, the phenomena obviously did spread, at least to Bar Hill around the same era! Maybe Bar Hill at that time was a migrating point for the poor custard cream misshapen biscuit fed Liverpudlians?|