All things food at the City of Coventry Boarding School - breakfast, dinner, tea and supper - not forgetting sandwiches on Saturday (so you could miss Saturday lunch), tuck parcels and the tuck shop.
I was always hungry and ate everything. My favourite was cheese and potato pie, though I liked the sausage and mash too. After prep in the new block we sometimes had cocoa with skin on it. I can still taste it...
Rosemary Webb Rehill Nice to hear comments on the food. Dad was very proud of it. Do you remember the metal beakers? I remember scouring out the teacups every summer.... Mrs. Breakwell used to make wonderful pies...
Ralph Aldhous I remember the steak and Kidney Pies with puff pastry Ivy Breakwell made.They were in huge (aluminium?) trays and had crunchy bits round the edges. I'm sure I remember matron behind the counter in her green (or blue) uniform with her ginger tom cat on her shoulder feeding it the good bits. We had porridge every morning. It was sometimes a bit lumpy. There was mixed grill and bread and damson jam that came in metal drums. Dinner and tea were fairly varied, but there was always a good pudding with custard. I think we had cereals in summer, and I remember that one day shortly after he started as head, Scotty asked if we had 'conflics' at breakfast. Someone thought he had said 'conflicts' and a surreal conversation ensued before anyone realised he meant 'Cornflakes'. YES. In the evening after prep with the cocoa, there were dead fly biscuits,
Ralph Aldhous You were a happy boy indeed if you could get a packed lunch from the kitchen and go out all day on Saturday.
Ralph Aldhous Towards the end when things were changing, Scotty had these conversations with the boys. I think he was trying to work out how to reform / modernise the school. He meant well, but they always made me personally feel uncomfortable. I wasn't sure where it was going. I didn't want to talk to him about conflicts or cornflakes. No-one had asked about it before and I was suspicious that he was going to start poking round and upsetting things.
Paul Rees And making frothy coffee by beating the daylights out of the cup before adding water at the end of the meal?
Trev Teasdel My dad bought me a battery operated whisk for the frothy coffee - it did it really quickly so everyone on the table borrowed it!
Mick Gajic my favourite dinner was also the cheese and potatoe mash,we kept going up for second's, third's, etc, it was nice.
Trev Teasdel Mmmm - Cheese and potato pie..
Ralph Aldhous Frothy coffee!!!! How could I have forgotten! Coffee, sugar, just a spot of milk and beat it up til it turns frothy before adding water. we should have patented it.
Ralph Aldhous I don't remember metal beakers. I think we had white stoneware cups, saucers and plates etc.
TexasDave McGarry Frothy coffee had to be done under the table..
Hamish Wilson Any one remember what was affectionately known as "slops" left over biscuits in a sort of custard. I remember Mr Parkers catch phrase if there was anything left over "It's all guid fud"
Ralph Aldhous Yes!!. And I liked slops.
Paul Norman I liked 'bone stew'
Sarah Williams What?
Rosemary Webb Rehill Oh Lordy Sarah, do you not remember dad's famous bone stew? It was supposed to be Lancashire hotpot!!
Sarah Williams No - I just thought that Paul had been to too many Halloween events.
Lauri Lindsay Still say the fried bread was the best ever. Going to get the fry pan out !!!!!
I remember bone stew. That grey gloop with bits of meat and loads of gristle and bone. Remember when one lunch we all just sat there in silence and refused to eat it. The Head was very embarrassed about it and talked about 'gud fud' so was probably Parker. I think he spoke to the Head Prefect after about it. If I remember we never had it again. My favourite was Cheese and Potato mash, I still enjoy it now, my wife makes an excellent version gorgeous on thick buttered farmhouse bread
At mealtimes we said grace: 'For what we are about to receive my the Lord make us truly thankful' after a minute or so there were two bells to talk and one bell for silence at the end of the meal. Staff sat at a long table near the door.
Paul Rees I lost prefectship because I said, for what we are about to receive may the pigs be truly grateful, Amen.!!!
Paul Norman Apart from Sundays when the staff ate after the pupils had finished. That gave us the opportunity to nip to the Glen for a post prandial fag!