I always knew there were other people in the world who liked Allsorts; I assumed I had just never met any of them. Well, now there’s proof. A livejournal user has written a saga about her father’s obsession with, disappointment in, and subsequent harassment of Cadbury Bassett and their Liquorice Allsorts.
It’s a hilarious read as an otherwise logical and stately engineer battles with righteous indignation against those whom he perceives are perpetrators of the horrible crime of tampering with his precious Allsorts. I actually laughed out loud. Multiple times. What’s sad is that I can totally see myself doing all the same things he did!
Loved this! Thanks for linking to it. Reminded me of my FIL and am now determined that we must go visit him. And try the Allsorts.
November 8th, 2007 at 11:29 pmOMG, Caitlin, that saga was hysterical. Thanks for making my day!
November 9th, 2007 at 4:31 pmThis reminds me of my mother, who in 1972 sent a letter to the makers of Eskimo Pie ice cream treats, she had an very unsatisfactory dessert. They replied back to her, with a coupon for two complimentary Eskimo Pies for her and a friend. She kept the letter, the foil sleeves and the sticks in her memory book, which I still have.
November 10th, 2007 at 7:21 pmYour father is doing good work Em! Good luck with his job hunt.
I am so addicted to all sorts, I get my fix by mail or when I visit my fam in new york…who sell the bassetts in chandler az
January 24th, 2009 at 1:11 pm