In the early years of primary school, I went home at dinner time,I had to stay once, while my parents attended my Uncle`s funeral.

I remember having potatoes and beetroot served up to me.

Now I quite like both these vegetables but not necessarily together!

The dinner lady made me finish my plate and I came to the conclusion school dinners were awful things and best avoided

There came a point when I realized that by going home I was missing out on spending free time with my friends so armed with a packed lunch I began to spend lunchtimes at school thus under the supervision of the dinner ladies.