As some chums know, some of my formative years were spent in a Category C prison boarding school in Wales, and despite all that, I left with many friends, good memories, a prize for music, some rugby skills and some experience of a tougher life ahead, and how to deal with it.
On one occasion, a friend asked me if I would like to go and have Sunday tea with one of his aunts, who lived not far away. Visits such as these were forbidden of course, but, like buying five Woodbines, we all did things like this anyway!
So there was a scrubbed Scrobs, sitting by a roaring open fire, chatting with all my chum's relations, and having a great time! They were all lovely people, and were extremely kind to a new face at their tea table!
Welsh cakes were in abundance, and I'd never had one before, so it was a new experience for me, and of course, absolutely delicious, being home-made!
Visiting my local Waitrose recently, there on the shelf, near the crumpets, muffins and buns, (watch it Scrobs, stop describing the staff - Ed.), was this packet of the delicacies, so they went straight into the basket, and off we went!
And until only a day or so ago, did I realise that they can be fried, grilled, or presumably toasted, and that really is the answer for a perfect delicacy, which has now become a staple, especially for breakfast, with yet more coffee...*
*see Scrobs last week!
