31-12-2019, 00:05
A nasty memory stirred up by reading one of the 1970’s group postings on Facebook.
Basically the question was asked about whether you ever ate something as a child that was so bad that you still shudder at the memory. Reading it brought back a hideous memory which I thought I had forgotten from the freezing cold winter of 1978/79.
This was the time when there used to be a Ready Brek (a breakfast cereal - for those readers who are too young to remember it) commercial which had the slogan ‘central heating for kids’ and would show kids who’d eaten it, be going to school looking like they’d spent too much time at Chernobyl, given the almost radioactive looking orange glow which would be surrounding them.
Anyway, one particularly freezing cold and snowy morning, my mum came up with the bright idea (!) of making me corn flakes but with hot milk!
All I can say is that the experience must have been so traumatising that I successfully blanked it from my memory until now (39-40 years buried away in the dark recesses of my mind) The corn flakes as you can imagine did not react well to having hot milk poured on them. They turned into a slimy, gloopy and mushy mess.. absolutely disgusting. I must have forced them down, because it was a case of eat what was in front of me or go without in those days...bleugh...
Basically the question was asked about whether you ever ate something as a child that was so bad that you still shudder at the memory. Reading it brought back a hideous memory which I thought I had forgotten from the freezing cold winter of 1978/79.
This was the time when there used to be a Ready Brek (a breakfast cereal - for those readers who are too young to remember it) commercial which had the slogan ‘central heating for kids’ and would show kids who’d eaten it, be going to school looking like they’d spent too much time at Chernobyl, given the almost radioactive looking orange glow which would be surrounding them.
Anyway, one particularly freezing cold and snowy morning, my mum came up with the bright idea (!) of making me corn flakes but with hot milk!
All I can say is that the experience must have been so traumatising that I successfully blanked it from my memory until now (39-40 years buried away in the dark recesses of my mind) The corn flakes as you can imagine did not react well to having hot milk poured on them. They turned into a slimy, gloopy and mushy mess.. absolutely disgusting. I must have forced them down, because it was a case of eat what was in front of me or go without in those days...bleugh...