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"You!" she gasped, rushing the counter.

Arthur blinked. "It's... treacle. And brown sugar. And a pinch of sea salt from the coast." badcock lolly

Arthur stood frozen. He looked at the drawer. "You!" she gasped

To the uninitiated, "Badcock Lolly" was just a local joke. Children would dare each other to buy one, and tourists would giggle at the crudely wrapped, wax-paper cylinders on the bottom shelf. They were the leftovers, the rejects. If a batch of toffee didn't set right, Arthur poured it into these molds. If the chocolate bloomed with white spots, he sold it as "Badcock Special." he sold it as "Badcock Special."