Violet Crumble in Australian Culture
- Bertie Beetles, sold at royal shows around Australia, were invented to use up broken pieces of Violet Crumble.
- The colours of the Melbourne Wesley College uniform (purple and yellow), has led to students occasionally being called, perhaps derogatorily, Violet Crumbles.
- In the novella Pobby and Dingan by Ben Rice, Kellyanne's two imaginary friends eat nothing but Violet Crumbles, Cherry Ripes and lollies.
- Violet Crumbles were sold for a brief period during the late 1980s in New Zealand, but are no longer available there.
- Sydney Kings, whose primary colours are purple and yellow, were often referred to as the "Violet Crumbles" during the 1990s for their constant underperformance in the NBL.
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