It’s a great little shop, and if you ever happen to be visiting the castle of Arundel, I highly recommend a visit. One thing did strike me as a bit fishy, though: for a place called “memories of Arundel,” there don’t seem to be any actual memories from Arundel.
Edinburgh Rock. (These ones melt in your mouth, with just a bit of creaminess—like those sweetmint things they give out at weddings and funerals in the U.S. Yummy.)
Joe’s Mints...from Lancashire. (Not bad, but, you know, they’re just mints. Plus, what's with the brown color? Everyone knows mint is ALWAYS pale green or white.)