I am revelling in my common side
My mum, cannot really cook. I didn't really discover this till i was in my teens when i realised that:

1. Bernard Matthews Roasting joints (turkey roll, portk roll etc) were not cuts of meat direct from the animal.
2. Not every meal was meant to be eaten with chips. From a proper chip pan. Even though gran has had 2 chip pan fires, fire brigade and burnt kitchens.
3. My mums favourite knife - as in most used - was her chip peeling knife. Potato peelers?? in fact she only ever used table knives to eat, and the potato knife.
4. Vegetables did not have to come in tins. They could be bought fresh.
5. Arctic roll for afters. Moved on to Vienetta later on.

Never did me any harm! Whats really sad is to see the Chavs these days that would view this as aspirational. If they could get their nutrient starved brains round the idea there was anything other than Chavdom.

And i still have my shell-suit jacket, and Adidas tracksuit jacket. My wife takes great displeasure if i decide to head to the pub dressed like its 1992, its a mixture of "retro chic" for somefolk, down the nose snobbery from others - and car-stopping spit-stuff-out-your-nose-and-point funny for the rest.

I claim i wear it ironically, but theres a little bit of common in me that sometimes gets to shine.
( bazza van der trance , ooh baby baby, baby baby. Get up on this., Fri 17 Oct 2008, 12:54, 1 reply)

^ Eww, arctic roll. Hate it.
Love the roasting joints though - think Mr Maladicta and I are having one for Christmas dinner :)
( Maladicta, Fri 17 Oct 2008, 22:08, closed)