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School 824: Memories : Lunchtime
South Preston did not have a school canteen or "tuck shop" during my time and I think for a decade or more either side, the main outlet for those that either didn't bring lunch from home or just wanted a sugar fix from a threepenny bag of mixed lollies was the "school shop" immediately opposite, the bordered-
During my years, it was run by a rather short and rotund couple, Mr and Mrs Peck and sometimes helpe their daughter Carol who in the same Grade as us, but maybe remembered as a bit older given she helped out in the shop.
There was a small sandwich-
The alternative in my early days was a fish and chip shop on the western side of Plenty Road midway between Seymour and Yann Streets where the lunch-
Of course, if there was a penny left over after devouring the scalding-
Circa 1955, a new fish and chip opened on the eastern side about six doors south of Bell Street. I thought it was operated by the Kambouris family, perhaps because one of their daughters "Chrissie" -
For the majority that brought Mum's cut lunch from home, it was almost invariably sandwiches -
During the last couple of years of my time, plastic bags became available and they kept everything fresher than the paper variety. I'm not sure whether they were expensive or just hard to get hold of, but certainly our family led the way in recycling in the Preston area at least.
Dad, my brother and I always religiously took the plastic bags back home, Mum would rinse them out and every Saturday morning there would be a dozen or more pegged out on the Hills Rotary Hoist and flapping in the breeze. There was also a kitchen drawer devoted almost entirely to bags, both plastic and paper, just below the shelf where the Vegemite jars that doubled as glasses were kept
Perhaps all this sounds like an old man's recollection of the halcyon days of childhood -
At some point and certainly with the best of intentions given there were many families struggling to provide adequate nutrition for their children combined with a glut of low-
The scheme had been proposed early in 1951, but had been held up through a shortage of storage cases and insufficient pasteurising plants -
Others may extol the virtues of the scheme, but I'll tell it as I remember it!
The milk came in bottles with a foil lid .
It was delivered by a local dairy around 6.30 a.m. and left outside in the sun to curdle until around 10.30 when each class was marched out to face their punishment.
I can't remember much of grades one to three -
It took about three months before Mum twigged that lunch was no longer on my menu.
I ultimately 'fessed to the milk making me feel sick and she got me taken off the free program. Heaven forbid, if there is ever a time when my ultimate survival depends on a choice of steaming camel urine or milk, then I hope there are plenty of camels around!
(I should add that I'm not alone here -
And Wendy Frye Collier agrees -
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