Mad Cook
Master Chef
No milk for me.
I was born in 1949 so just sneaked into the beginning of the Welfare State. Babies and under 5s got free government issue concentrated orange juice to be diluted with water at point of service. I remember it as delicious. I was quite put out when I hit 5 and didn't get it anymore.
Once I started school, aged for and a half, we got 1/3 of a pint (ie approx. 7ounces in UK measurements) of free milk at morning break. I don't like milk at the best of times but this was delivered early in the morning and without refridgeration it was warm and well on the way to being sour by 10.45am. The battles I had with our class teacher! She once made me sit in front of the class until I drank the milk. I didn't. Then she threatened to make me stay there after school until I drank it. I still didn't. Mother was furious when she arrived to collect me at home time and after the dressing down she gave the teacher I was never subjected to the milk again! Still dislike milk unless it's in things such as cereal, custard or rice pudding.
We had a similar "fight" over butter beans (aka lima beans in the US, I think) but that's another story.
And people wonder how I turned into the stroppy cow I am now!!!
I was born in 1949 so just sneaked into the beginning of the Welfare State. Babies and under 5s got free government issue concentrated orange juice to be diluted with water at point of service. I remember it as delicious. I was quite put out when I hit 5 and didn't get it anymore.
Once I started school, aged for and a half, we got 1/3 of a pint (ie approx. 7ounces in UK measurements) of free milk at morning break. I don't like milk at the best of times but this was delivered early in the morning and without refridgeration it was warm and well on the way to being sour by 10.45am. The battles I had with our class teacher! She once made me sit in front of the class until I drank the milk. I didn't. Then she threatened to make me stay there after school until I drank it. I still didn't. Mother was furious when she arrived to collect me at home time and after the dressing down she gave the teacher I was never subjected to the milk again! Still dislike milk unless it's in things such as cereal, custard or rice pudding.
We had a similar "fight" over butter beans (aka lima beans in the US, I think) but that's another story.
And people wonder how I turned into the stroppy cow I am now!!!