The old days.

 I surely can remember cookery lessons at school. I gave mum a list of ingredients to buy for the next lesson. I had a wicker basket to carry them to school, covered by a clean tea towel. I took a biscuit tin to bring the food home. 

I remember making flapjacks, but it took a lot of willpower not to eat them on the school bus on the way home. I probably did eat some of them. 

Domestic Science lessons covered other household tasks as well. Washing and ironing tea towels and aprons. Keeping our mini kitchens clean and tidy, putting things back in the cupboards after use. The teacher, Mrs Walker, came round us all to inspect what we had done. 

We studied nutrition, which foods were good for you, and which to avoid. Planning and writing up a weeks menu. How to bake in the oven, and how to prepare vegetables and meat. How to set a table with a cloth and the correct cutlery. 

This was one of the very few lessons that I actually liked, along with art and needlework. 

I often think that instead of going forward we should be going back to the good old days. You didn't very often see overweight people, now everyone is bigger and obesity is a plague. I wonder if things will turn full circle, but I suspect not. Humanity will continue on this path of self destruction. It's very sad to see things fall apart. 

Thanks for popping in. Have a good day. Toodle pip.   ilona