Primary School - food was good (brought down from the village secondary school) but the the Head's utter witch of a wife was in charge of the dinner hall. Lots of 'all of you, hands on heads' moments, and sitting until you'd 'finished all your greens'. Banana Custard lives in the memory.
Secondary school - marvellous, nothing but good memories. Great choice of stuff, knew a lot of the dinner ladies (small village, friends of my parents etc) so always good chatter and looked after well. I was a fat kid.
Secondary school - marvellous, nothing but good memories. Great choice of stuff, knew a lot of the dinner ladies (small village, friends of my parents etc) so always good chatter and looked after well. I was a fat kid.