Crocodiles.

Used to be seen in the village when schoolchildren went from the old primary school at the bottom of school road, to the building that later became the British leigon club. The building, originally the Richards Endowed School, now being converted into dwellings, was in my youth the school canteen and every day during term time you could see a crocodile of schoolchildren heading up school road for the delights of bangers and mash followed by spotted dick in the room that later became part of the bar of the Leigon Club, under the watchful eye of the teaching staff and Miss Marsden, the head cook. Compared to much of the junk food that all too many children today still seem to exist on, the food, whilst it might have been basic was healthy and nutritious, although I drew the line at having my protein intake in the form of a large caterpillar that appeared out of the lettuce on a plate of salad one lunchtime.

That experience put me off lettuce completely for a number of years and I am still wary about it to this day.