Oh dear, sweets...My specialist subject. I always loved them and still do.
There was a sweet shop in our village (now a town) and my dad would always call in on his way home from work on Friday nights, to get treats for myself and my sister. I loved cherry lips, floral gums, satin cushions, pink fish, flying saucers, spearmint chews and fizzy fish. Can't remember my sister's favourites, except that she was more keen on licorice than I was.
My Nana, who lived with us, was a good source of sweets and I would often cadge one off her. She had rose and violet creams, Newberry fruits, Nuttalls mintoes, and butterscotch (not all at once!)
I had some fizzy fish from an "old-fashioned sweetshop" a few years ago but they were a sad disappointment. Nothing like the originals. My greatest sorrow, though, is the non-existence of buttered chocolate. They were a similar idea to chocolate limes but had a thin, crisp coat that tasted a bit like toffee. They were often my chosen treat when we went to the cinema. Alas, they are no more.