Boring Sandwiches

In 1970, I took a packed lunch to school after the dinner served was egg yolks, mashed potatoes and salad, with dessert being whisked egg whites dotted with chopped glace cherries.
We weren’t rich, but didn’t qualify for free school meals, and I considered it a waste of Mum and Dad’s money for such pathetic dinners, so I took sandwiches from thereon.
I’d have something different every day, cheese and pickle, egg, banana, paste and maybe ham. In the winter I took a thermos.

Fast forward to the 1980s, and suddenly I was making sandwiches for kids lunches and also Master of the House.
Working for a vending machine company had its perks because food would come back off site which I could bring home to supplement the household pantry. Pasties or pies would be dinner with a pile of chips and beans but sausage rolls would go in lunch boxes, as would returned rolls and cakes as they were still good.

Kids get bored with the same old fillings, and Preparer here got fed up with making them.
So I decided to surprise everybody.

Ham was the order of the day, and using cutters like the above, I cut the centres out or cut the sides to make half moons.
The kids loved having crinkly sandwiches and were the envy of their mates.  Partner was not so impressed as he picked his up and he had a framework with no centre as it was still in the box.
Another time, I cut the bread diagonally but like dragons teeth which again went down well with the boys but not him.

However, I excelled myself on two occasions with partner following angry arguments.
One Christmas I had catered for 15 (mostly his relatives) and forgot the cranberry sauce. He didn’t even like it and made a big thing about it in front of everyone, even though I had made mint sauce which he would have on practically everything.
And there was the clue.
One day, we’d had words over money and he said I was spending too much as I’d cut back on his beer money. I made his sandwiches with mint sauce………………..and nothing else. He wasn’t happy.
But the best, and I reckon I deserve a medal for this, was the rich sandwich.
We’d had a blazing row over a fiver. I can’t remember the full details now, but he ended up throwing it at me and telling me to shove it.
I went one better and he had it between two pieces of bread in his lunch box, with mint sauce of course.
I believe he bought something out that day because he didn’t say a word, neither did he give it back.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have an elderly dog called Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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26 Responses to Boring Sandwiches

  1. fransiweinstein says:

    LOL!! I like your style.

  2. willowdot21 says:

    Di you are my hero, I guess that was not Hubby 🌹🌹

  3. Sadje says:

    Haha! You did well. And good riddance to such a character.

  4. Michael says:

    School lunches were a nightmare when my kids were going to school, I wonder how they survived as I didn’t have much money and bread was cheap at the time and a jar of vegemite went a long way but understandably they got sick of it everyday. Somehow they did survive, we all did though I don’t think vegemite features highly in any of their pantries.

    • Hubby loves Marmite which is similar apparently, but I can’t stand the smell let alone the taste. Mum discovered a ‘cucumber spread’ which was bits of chopped cucumber in salad cream which was cheap and I liked it so I’d have that probably twice a week. I had a slice of homemade cake every day though.

      • Michael says:

        Friday was our best day because the baker delivered fresh bread before we went to school so it was fresh bread sandwiches that day, with vegemite of course as I’d made the mistake of saying to mum I liked it once. The rest of the week was stale day old bread. Cake was a luxury at our place.

      • Mum baked cake every week as did I when I was bringing up the family. I don’t these days as we’ve discovered if Hubby avoids sweet stuff and sugar, it helps keep his reflux in check.

      • Michael says:

        It’s a sad fact of getting older isn’t it having to give up so much we used to enjoy.

      • Hubby should have had surgery in January but it got sidelined and then cancelled so we are on our own with the usual process of elimination. We are doing OK too, but it means he’s had to give up chocolate.

      • Michael says:

        Know how he feels giving up chocolate 🍫

      • and biscuits, sticky buns, doughnuts etc. I could say all the more for me, but I won’t buy them for myself.

  5. murisopsis says:

    Ha! I loved the story of the mint sandwiches. I had a moment when the boys were still young. They complained that they didn’t like my sandwiches I’d packed in their lunches. My response was here’s the bread and here’s the peanut butter, jelly, and whatever else is available – knock yourselves out. They were stunned. They never complained again!

  6. TanGental says:

    You certainly had a way with money back then Di

  7. Carol anne says:

    Lol! Di you have so many amazing stories! I love them all!

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