At the start of On Her Majesty’s Secret Service, James Bond is looking out at the beach, and getting unusually reflective.
It was all there, his own childhood, spread out before him to have another look at. What a long time ago they were, those spade-and-bucket days! How far he had come since the freckles and the Cadbury milk-chocolate Flakes and the fizzy lemonade! Impatiently Bond lit a cigarette, pulled his shoulders out of their slouch and slammed the mawkish memories back into their long-closed file.
Being a Felix Leiter-like American, I didn’t get the reference to the Cadbury Flakes. We know all about Cadbury of course, but I had not come across the Flake. I didn’t know what to think. Flakes of chocolate that came in a bag? What were these Cadbury Flakes that had James Bond recalling his childhood?
Clearly, my loss.