First a disclaimer: this wasn’t actually the tin of biscuits I wanted to talk about. I assumed it was, but then I realised there was a complete lack of pink wafers. I assumed this must be one of these modern switch outs. Then I did a little digging and apparently the biscuit selection I so fondly remembered was in fact this:
I had no idea they were called Rover. It was simply “The Tin of Biscuits”; not The Biscuit Tin, that was just another name for The Biscuit Barrel. I tried to get a box of these to review, but they no longer appear to do them. Much like the cars of the same name.
Their tins will of course live on, in the houses of the elderly, filled with buttons, yellowing photographs, insurance documents and hoarded incandescent lightbulbs “because these energy savers are SO dark!”.
So Family Circle it…
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