Moore's reminds me of my childhood, any time I even step foot in the shop it brings memories rushing back of being a teeny tiny child, smaller than the shop counter (seems crazy these days) fluttering my eyelashes and asking my daddy oh so innocently and sweetly for some pocket money so I could buy a quarter of the delightful sweeties they sold. Then I'd proceed to stand around for ages trying to decide what to pick, as they had honestly, what seemed like thousands of options to choose from. (Ah the exaggerations of child hood, I haven't quite grown out of that!) In the end I always choose either a quarter of strawberry bon bons or oh the deliciously delightful Jameson's Raspberry Ruffles in the end. I don't know why he put up with it. Maybe it's his sweet tooth.
So to this day I still love pushing open the door and hearing the ding of the shop bell, my dad still goes to the counter, does the Lottery, buys his cigs and scratchcards and I still buy a quarter of those heavenly sweets. I don't get pocket money any more though. More's the pity!
Great corner shop selling a wide range of magazines, cards for all occasions, toys galore and the sweeties, oh the sweeties! It's somewhat similar to sugar heaven! read more