lovely poem my dear bard and welcome to the club..............skis and scruffy cat
Lol lovley words ...if I didn't eat my dinner one night I got it the next night in the same way as I had left it...cold lol so I quickly learned that being the youngest child of 14 didn't always get you spoiled xxx
I picked up a ready meal that I thought said 1 of 5 like lot of stuff does. I enjoyed it, it was just the right amount, looked again at the package and saw it said Age 1 to 5.
Those of us brought up with rationing are all the same I think. I still hate wasted food. I also still have memories of my English teacher who used to coerce us into finishing our school dinners by telling us to "think of the starving millions". Fortunately the school dinners were pretty good.
My mother was born in 1928 and she sounds so much like you before she got alzimers ten years ago, she died last year but I have really great memories when I was young from both my parents, I practically lived with my grandmother who by the way lived right next door to Mam and dad, every night I came in from school and my grandma would have a spotted dick pudding for my tea, and I would make the custard over a coal fire as she never could get that right. However I too had to eat every bite, it was never right to leave anything on your plate. Not that it was a problem to me as I always had a great appetite. I invited a friend back once for tea and she couldn't get over the fact that I had a pudding for my tea and nothing else, but I couldn't get over the fact that she had a dinner before a pudding lol. Interesting how people are brought up differently. Some with a lot and some with a little, it never has stopped me appreciating everything I now have. Take care.
During the war I was a country lad in Surrey. I remember we were fed, Rabbits, the occasional Hare, Pigeons and once I remember a Pheasant, which my Dad was keen on shooting. Occasionally we also had Carp, Perch or Pike, when Dad had some spare time to go fishing - he was a fireman. My Mum and Gran were expert cooks and prepared it all roasted, casseroled, stewed and occasionally grilled. I remember they made delicious sausages using minced Rabbit and Pork Hocks (which were not rationed) plus wild herbs and seasoning with, breadcrumbs from some of the less tasty stale 'grey bread', our veggies were nearly all home grown on the 'lotty'. The food was good, tasty, cheap and plentiful enough for us kids. I also think it may have been better for us than the pre prepared food served today! Without doubt we were very lucky living in the 'sticks'.
I think you sound as if you had a fantastic childhood. My dad had an allotment and grew veg but he also had hens, he sold the eggs, he worked down the pit. I had never even heard of pheasant or partridge etc but we did eat rabbit, everyone did I think, or that's what my parents told me lol. It wasn't till I met my husband that I got into things like pheasant etc we met at 17 and married at twenty. He was into going beating and shooting he would always get pheasants given as a result of a full days work etc, which I have done myself also, when I was fit. he was also into fishing and was a diver so we have never been short on good food on the table of the land and out of the sea, for as long as I can remember, till he had an accident on the oil Riggs a lot of years ago, just shows you should never take anything for granted, here one minute gone the next. Not my husband but the way we ate, I've always believed in healthy eating and my passion is cooking good meals for my grandchildren whom I'm
Pleased to say really appreciate the effort I have to go through now. I grow my own herbs also outdoor tomatoes every year, and my own children have taken a lot of interest in the same things as me. If I get remembered for anything I hope it will be for my cooking. Great to hear your story. X
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