hi, I read your article on Creamola Foam and thought i would let you know that theres a song on-line about childhood memories and it mentions Creamola faom in the lyrics. the lyrics are below and an actual link to the song.
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Stumbling
I imagine a world in the moss, growing from the cracks in the brick wall where the rubbish is.
Run outside in a huff to the backstairs, where I lick my cheek it tastes salty from the tears and the pouring rain.
Wondering if I�ll go back
What happens when we die, I ask my mother again, again and again.
Playing with fire, burning the news.
Two white mice, Belfast sink, Mini loaves, Creamola Foam
Wondering if I�ll go back
Those fireworks they make me scared. In my room, I feel safe, I can see almost everything.
(I imagine a war in my bedroom, 1000 matchsticks lined up on my bed)
Wondering if I�ll go back
Stumbling all the way back.
http://homepage.ntlworld.com/alkahound/Stumbling.mp3