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“Run from what’s comfortable. Forget safety. Live where you fear to live. Destroy your reputation. Be notorious. I have tried prudent planning long enough. From now on I’ll be mad.”

PRUNES IN CUSTARD

Jacquelyn GreigBeautifulLeave a comment

I have the most vivid memories of school dinners.

When I was 8 we moved down from Scotland and I spent 2 years at another Junior School where we were served prunes and custard as pudding.

The prunes still had the stones in. We’d line the stones around the lip of the bowl and sing a rhyme about the person we were going to marry when we Growed Up.

Tinker Tailor Soldier Sailor Richman Poorman Beggarman Thief.

If you got 8 prunes – yo were well fecked :o)

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