In the heady happy times of early retirement way back in 2010, I blogged about a fond childhood memory of Corona Pop. Little did I know how that name would come to be remembered in future years with much more sinister connotations. Dashing the childhood recollections of older people everywhere. (You can see my earlier blog by clicking on the Archive for November 2010)
Was it a strange premonition or an unhappy coincidence ?
The pandemic has certainly demolished a cherished brand name. If you Google corona now you get Corona virus, Corona cases, Corona deaths, Corona lockdown and Corona vaccine. Whatever happened to cherryade, lemonade, orangeade, limeade and best of all dandelion and burdock ?
In my childhood days growing up in South Wales, every child looked forward to the sound of the rattle of bottles on the pop lorry each week. Reward for good behaviour and doing your homework. You even got to keep thrupence on the return of every empty bottle.
Back in the 1930’s they sold 170 million bottles a year. The Corona Company was started in a little town at the bottom of the Rhondda Valley by Mr. Evans and Mr. Thomas. Originally delivered door to door on horse drawn carts then later on lorries with a uniformed man with a peaked cap.
The children of tomorrow may never know the innocent joys of all those bubbly flavours.