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Poor people food.

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by wrightylew

The food the kids always used to have at dinnertime when you were at school that made them seem poor and stuff:

Spam butties
Chocolate spread on anything
Double-Take chocolate biscuits

wrightylew | 08 Apr '08, 12:22 | Send note | Report this | Reply

Ahh, good old chocolate spread on anything

Always put Mummy's old giro cheques to good use


PS:

Ketchup butties


2litre bottles of imitation Coke

or Irn Bru.


Chocolate spread is expensive

Double Take biscuits are second only to Sainsbury's Polar biscuits in supermarket rip-off chocolate biscuits.

With you on the Spam butties thing though.


yeah, that's why i had chocolate spread on everything

"LOOK HOW RICH I AM. I HAVE CHOCOLATE AS A MAIN MEAL. I AM SO RICH. NOM NOM NOM."


The use of the words NOM NOM NOM makes this my favourite post ever, I think.

EVER. I don't do hyperbole. I can't afford it.


I can't use OM NOM NOM NOM here any more

THANKS VERY MUCH COMMANDERCOOL


:D

I'll make it up to you (OM NOM NOM NOM)


Poor man food

is good food


sorry, i mis-read

'dinner' to me is evening food.

OK, so no kid had 2litres imitation Coke for lunch...

My answer is changed to: 10p crisps (usually Chipsticks or Tangy Toms, because Transform-A-Snack were actually pretty good)


SPACE RAIDERS


are rad


Space Rad'ers?


^7/10


^This

You don't eat dinner at school, it's lunch. :)


nah

its dinnertime.WORKING CLASS HERO


Breakfast

Dinner (school)
Tea (round someone's house, includes waffles, crispy pancakes, fishfingers, oven chips, frozen peas or chicken nuggets)


Ready Brek

Sago

Neopolitan at Craig Hewitt's house before a quick blast on Sensible Soccer on the Atari ST.

Desserts ('puddins') of my childhood. A daily synopsis.


Lunch is American.

Hey guys. Wanna have some lunch??

Sure, man!

No thanks. I'll stick to dinner.

But seriously, its your 'dinner hour'. 'Dinnertime'. Not 'lunch hour'.

Lunch hour has no ring.


They should put that on the signs.

Warwickshire: Shakespeare's County
Yorkshire: The White Rose County
Rutland: Hi! Bye!
The South Of England: The New America.


It might as well be.

You've adopted 'cool', 'sucks' and 'ass' into your everyday lingo, not to mention the fact that every statement you make sounds like a question.


does so

it rings like the liberty bell!


^8/10


"Sure, man!"

hahaha, no.


transform a snacks

are still ace.had some yesterday :)


Frickin' luncheon meat.

No matter how many times I told mother I hated it, I still got it. Bloody woman.

I was glad when I just got given a bit of money each day instead and we'd mosey on down to Sainsbury's and buy our own cobs and meat and a bag of crisps and sit on the benches and eat them. Great days.


^this.

Best lunch days ever. Chunky bread rolls and couple of slices of crumbed ham from the deli counter. Happy, happy days!


luncheon meat sandwiches

made better with a ton of salad cream


I once

was so excited about having grown my own cress in a tub of cotton wool that I insisted on having a full complement of cress-stuffed sandwished that day.

I vom'ed.


corned beef

our primary school was full of scrubbers (hi!) so you could smell the corned beef from a mile off.

Panda Cola was also a hit, I seem to recall.


:D

Fond memories of playing scrubber tennis (tennis, but without racquets); scrubber football (football, but without a ball and with a 2p piece); and scrubber hammer (using the straps of your school bag to fling it as far as you could across the school field).


scrubber hammer!

Some guys at school used to do that with my bag. Although it wasn't a game. Plus, I was wearing the bag once.


scrubber football was one of the mainstays of my childhood

for extra scrubber points we actually used the aforementioned Panda Cola bottles.

Though if we were lucky the kids from the special needs school next door would kick a flyaway into our playground and we'd just 'tax' it.

Our school was actually on the front page of the Manchester Evening News once as an example of how the city's schools were all falling to bits. We all thought we'd arrived when we saw that.


'Tax' it!

Superb.

Also, not sure if this was purely Cumbrian, but use of the word 'play' seemed to be banned by the 'cooler' kids in my area as it connoted some measure of homosexuality. Apparently you either 'lagged' or 'laked' scrubber football. The irony of us 'laking' a game and living in the Lakes was something I wished I'd kept to myself. I spent the rest of playtime (NB nit laketime) in 'bangers'.


i once saw a hobo

make a 'mixer' that consisted of 3/4s imperial vodka and 1/4 cherry panda pops.


That's called

Trampagne


Mighty-White Bread

with Lard


my lunch.

we couldn't afford lunchables. everyone else was solidly middle class and had them at least occasionally. i had to start packing my own lunch once i was eight anyway, though, so no matter. i could never be bothered to do it the night before and i never had time in the morning, so basically i never managed to take one anymore.


rich tea

or cookies.


HP sauce sandwiches

i'm guessing. My primary school was posh and old fashioned.


gravel


as far as i was aware

all the "poor" kids got free school meals.

so - little plastic bags with white bread sandwiches, fruit and yoghurts. or a pre-jamie oliver salt-and-carb-fest from the canteen.