Vagueness and the Aftermath - A sporadic diary

[boldie]

Now there wasn't much on these bones and certainly not enough to feed 5 hungry mouths so mum used to boil the bones in big pot until the meat came off. Into the liquid she would add some spuds and a few carrots and voila we had a bacon tasting stew that had cost all of about 4p to make.

Brings back memories..and still makes my mouth water...Proper grub that was.

[kinboshi]

...and people complain that people have it hard these days.  Even those on the 'breadline' today have enough to eat in relative 'comfort'.

[Dingdell]

...and people complain that people have it hard these days.  Even those on the 'breadline' today have enough to eat in relative 'comfort'.

Agreed - and if they cooked from scratch instead of buying processed foods there would be a lot more money to go around - and it would be healthier.

A lot of people wouldn't know what to do with pearl barley these days - I used to love it in stews. Yummy.

[Bongo]

A lot of people wouldn't know what to do with pearl barley these days - I used to love it in stews. Yummy.

I remember asking the dinner lady at school why she put sugar puffs in the pie...

[tikay]

...and people complain that people have it hard these days.  Even those on the 'breadline' today have enough to eat in relative 'comfort'.

Agreed - and if they cooked from scratch instead of buying processed foods there would be a lot more money to go around - and it would be healthier.

A lot of people wouldn't know what to do with pearl barley these days - I used to love it in stews. Yummy.

Pearl barley, split beans, & pease pudding, lovely, Grandma Angell used to feed us that in stew. Good for the bowel muscles, too.

[tikay]

Talking of "the olden days" an article in today's Times said that in 1957 - 51 years ago - we spent 2.2% of our weekly expenditure on Bus Fares. I confess, I've not been on a bus for donkey's years, which is rather sad really.

Broken biscuits? When I ran away from home, at the age of about 8, I lived on these for days, stolen from the open-topped, glass-partitioned, counter in Woolworths, in Ruislip High Street. They were a luxury then.

An orange at Christmas? Please! It was a tangerine, & it was full of bloody pips.

Happy days.

[Dingdell]

...and people complain that people have it hard these days.  Even those on the 'breadline' today have enough to eat in relative 'comfort'.

Agreed - and if they cooked from scratch instead of buying processed foods there would be a lot more money to go around - and it would be healthier.

A lot of people wouldn't know what to do with pearl barley these days - I used to love it in stews. Yummy.

Pearl barley, split beans, & pease pudding, lovely, Grandma Angell used to feed us that in stew. Good for the bowel muscles, too.

This thread is definitely getting me in the mood for cooking, if I don't make day two at DTD this weekend I'm making lamb stew with pearl barley as a consolation prize.

[Ironside]

...and people complain that people have it hard these days.  Even those on the 'breadline' today have enough to eat in relative 'comfort'.

Agreed - and if they cooked from scratch instead of buying processed foods there would be a lot more money to go around - and it would be healthier.

A lot of people wouldn't know what to do with pearl barley these days - I used to love it in stews. Yummy.

Pearl barley, split beans, & pease pudding, lovely, Grandma Angell used to feed us that in stew. Good for the bowel muscles, too.

This thread is definitely getting me in the mood for cooking, if I don't make day two at dtd this weekend I'm making lamb stew with pearl barley as a consolation prize.

room for a little one round the table?

[Dingdell]

...and people complain that people have it hard these days.  Even those on the 'breadline' today have enough to eat in relative 'comfort'.

Agreed - and if they cooked from scratch instead of buying processed foods there would be a lot more money to go around - and it would be healthier.

A lot of people wouldn't know what to do with pearl barley these days - I used to love it in stews. Yummy.

Pearl barley, split beans, & pease pudding, lovely, Grandma Angell used to feed us that in stew. Good for the bowel muscles, too.

This thread is definitely getting me in the mood for cooking, if I don't make day two at dtd this weekend I'm making lamb stew with pearl barley as a consolation prize.

room for a little one round the table?

I'm not serving stew at the tables you normally sit at.... one of your dancers sorry - karaoke partners might get something burnt. 

[RED-DOG]

While we're in reminiscing mode, here's a little known fact. When tk was at school, history was called 'Current affairs'

[bobby1]

While we're in reminiscing mode, here's a little known fact. When tk was at school, history was called 'Current affairs'

lol

[tikay]

While we're in reminiscing mode, here's a little known fact. When tk was at school, history was called 'Current affairs'

Behave.

But here's a truism - when I as at school, "cooking" was called Domestic Science. Religion was RI, sports were PE.

We went swimming once a week with the school, down at Acton Baths, (which was a chlorine-filled eye-stinging experience)  & walked there & back in a "snake". It was 3 miles each way, ffs.

Later, when I was a little older, I had to attend a "Special School" as it was called in those days, nowadays I guess it would be called "School for those with Learning Difficulties" or somesuch. But the bonus was, we got collected & dropped back home in a coach, & were the envy of all. School Buses & Coaches, of course, were unheard of then. The downside was that it was called "The Spas Bus". Kids cruel? Not 'arf.

[Dingdell]

While we're in reminiscing mode, here's a little known fact. When tk was at school, history was called 'Current affairs'

Behave.

But here's a truism - when I as at school, "cooking" was called Domestic Science. Religion was RI, sports were PE.

We went swimming once a week with the school, down at Acton Baths, (which was a chlorine-filled eye-stinging experience)  & walked there & back in a "snake". It was 3 miles each way, ffs.

Later, when I was a little older, I had to attend a "Special School" as it was called in those days, nowadays I guess it would be called "School for those with Learning Difficulties" or somesuch. But the bonus was, we got collected & dropped back home in a coach, & were the envy of all. School Buses & Coaches, of course, were unheard of then. The downside was that it was called "The Spas Bus". Kids cruel? Not 'arf.

A swimming instructor once told me that the stronger the chlorine smell the more pee there is in the water - the chlorine reacts with something in the urine. No idea if it's true but it put me off the local swimming baths for a long time.

[taximan007]

While we're in reminiscing mode, here's a little known fact. When tk was at school, history was called 'Current affairs'

Behave.

But here's a truism - when I as at school, "cooking" was called Domestic Science. Religion was RI, sports were PE.

We went swimming once a week with the school, down at Acton Baths, (which was a chlorine-filled eye-stinging experience)  & walked there & back in a "snake". It was 3 miles each way, ffs.

Later, when I was a little older, I had to attend a "Special School" as it was called in those days, nowadays I guess it would be called "School for those with Learning Difficulties" or somesuch. But the bonus was, we got collected & dropped back home in a coach, & were the envy of all. School Buses & Coaches, of course, were unheard of then. The downside was that it was called "The Spas Bus". Kids cruel? Not 'arf.

A swimming instructor once told me that the stronger the chlorine smell the more pee there is in the water - the chlorine reacts with something in the urine. No idea if it's true but it put me off the local swimming baths for a long time.

 

I just found that extremely funny, all things considered........

[Rod Paradise]

While we're in reminiscing mode, here's a little known fact. When tk was at school, history was called 'Current affairs'

Behave.

But here's a truism - when I as at school, "cooking" was called Domestic Science. Religion was RI, sports were PE.

We went swimming once a week with the school, down at Acton Baths, (which was a chlorine-filled eye-stinging experience)  & walked there & back in a "snake". It was 3 miles each way, ffs.

Later, when I was a little older, I had to attend a "Special School" as it was called in those days, nowadays I guess it would be called "School for those with Learning Difficulties" or somesuch. But the bonus was, we got collected & dropped back home in a coach, & were the envy of all. School Buses & Coaches, of course, were unheard of then. The downside was that it was called "The Spas Bus". Kids cruel? Not 'arf.

Was called the Window Lickers bus up here, PC not really a kid thing.