A special sweet
Revels

When Tim and I were working on Jesus Christ Superstar we became hopelessly addicted to the hot new confectionery of the time.

Revels - which had only been on the market for a year or two when we began writing - absolutely revolutionised the high street chocolate game. They took the mini selection box dynamic of liquorice allsorts (the choice of any true bohemian) and applied it to chocolate fondants.

There is something very musical about Revels. The flavours sing in harmony with one another and yet when savoured solo (or a Capella) they soar yet higher still. And like a symphony the rich tones of an orange creme (or tenor) are for naught but for the steady unfaltering rhythm of a humble galaxy counter (or cello).

As in our working relationship, when Tim and I come together over a bag of Revels harmony and co-ordination abound. Our preferences align splendidly with one another. From the original line up I would choose orange, peanut and Galaxy. Tim, Malteser, toffee and coconut. Tim's famously sturdy molars making light work of the toffee ones.

Years later when the lineup twice changed I swapped out peanut for coffee - a delight! - and Tim took on the raisins when the time came.

We were able to divvy them up so because I have always been blessed with a sort of sixth sense when it comes to Revels. I am able to tell what is inside each Revel just by holding it between my thumb and index finger. And not just for the easy ones like Maltesers and galaxy! It became a little trickier when they introduced raisins because of the variety in size but there's a tell tale density to a raisin that someone with such a nuanced perception of air particles as I has little trouble in picking up.

It's become quite the party trick and I once took 20 pounds off Michael Barrymore when he bet me I couldn't correctly guess a whole bag.

Anyway, without further ado here are my favourite Revels in order:

Orange
The best of the best. A triumph of tangy sweetness.
Coffee
An unfashionable favourite. Just a wisp of earthy bitterness giving balance to the sugary fondant. Neither Sarah, Madeleine or Tim could stand them so I've always enjoyed the lion's share of these wonderful sweeties.
Peanut (RIP)
No doubt a victim of politically correct attitudes towards nut allergy sufferers. If you can't eat nuts go and buy another bag of sweets! Sorely missed.
Galaxy Counter
Essentially a derobed Minstrel. A wise and faithful chocolate. The Old Deuteronomy of the bag.
Coconut (RIP)
A miniature mouthful of Bounty. What possessed the bigwigs at Mars to drop these stalwarts I can only wonder. Presumably the same great minds that put Gerard Butler in the role of the 2004 Phantom film. Honestly, how some people get these jobs I'll never understand.
Malteser
Always a pleasure but lets face it. If I really wanted a Malteser I would have bought a bag of them thank you very much. Still, its tradition now and there's much to be said for that.
Toffee
Luckily I can tell a toffee Revel before biting into it for if I were to attempt such a feat I'd likely lose what few back teeth I have left. When going solo on a bag of Revels I'll suck until the consistency is caramel-like. A great way to stop a steady munch from becoming a scoff.
Raisin
It was a sad day when these little miserable malformed nuggets were introduced. I took a few weeks off from writing Love Never Dies to get over the shock. I can tolerate them now but unless I'm ravenous there's usually a few left in the bag once I'm finished which I'll collect up and send back to Mars Wrigley HQ in Slough along with a strongly worded complaint. I have never heard back.

Copyright Andrew Lloyd Webber 2003

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