Am I the only one who can remember the "sawdust" concoction they used to sprinkle on the porridge every morning for those with a poor appetite?
I had it for months on arrival in Craig-y-nos and I hated it though on reflection the"sawdust" tasted well, of sawdust.
Looking back I think one of the reasons I hated the food so much was that I had come off a farm, and the war and rations had passed me by for we had a surfeit of fresh fruit, vegetables and meat coupled with mothers marvellous home cooking.
Never in my short life had I seen so much overcooked, badly prepared and downright unappetising meals until I went into Craig-y-nos as a nine year old.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
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