Can anyone remember the NHS free orange juice?

[ixi1456]

i remember fennings little healers the seed size pills and also if you got heat lumps you got dosed with blue umption never found out what that was made of but you were dabbed with it and you went to skool and the worm cakes (they looked like chocolate buttons with coloured balls on top)..he he the nit nurse and then cough and drop...

[bluemoon]

I remember the orange juice, and I too think it came from the baby clinic. Either my mum was of a more modern turn of mind or (most likely) she just couldn't be bothered, but we never had the cod-liver oil or the malt. I do remember little red vitamin pills though which had a gelatin capsule and I loved those.

[rogesse]

God your're all making me feel old! I vaguely remember the orange juice and definately the huge spoon of cod liver oil followed by an equally huge gloopy spoon of malt.

My son would be ringing childline if I tried the same on him!

[Printemps]

Oh how well I remember that little flat bottle of scrummy NHS orange juice which mum used to get from the baby clinic. What's more I can remember the taste! Even now, whenever I have an orange drink I'm hankering after that elusive bygone taste. Years ago there used to be a frozen concentrate drink called Florida Orange Juice and if you only partly diluted it, it had a canny resemblance to the NHS one.

As for Virol - I called it vile Virol - yuk! Double yuk for the cod liver oil too - and double, double yuk for California Syrup of Figs. I've got goose bumps just thinking about it. When I became too old to get the NHS orange I was given little Haliborange Vitamin C tablets instead. Loved em too.

As for the dreaded liberty bodice, I threw mine into the dustbin, only to have mum make me retrieve it whilst firmly holding onto my ear! Utter humiliation in front of the boy next door!

Anyone remember 4d (fourpenny) frozen Jubblies - now they were a treat!

As for gardening nostalgia, I remember my tortoise devouring all my dad's lettuce seedlings one Saturday and knowing I'd be for the high-jump, headed off to Woolies to buy some replacements with my pocket money. Woolies lettuce seedlings weren't grown/sold in trays, but were sold bare rooted in damp newspaper, so by the time I got them home, they were looking a little sorry for themselves. They certainly hadn't recovered to resemble their eaten forebears by the time dad got home from work and he wasn't fooled for a moment. He eventually saw the funny side of it!