Was bought up from a young age about 5/6, taught by older brother, skinning rabbits, wild birds, pheasant, partridge, gutting trout, etc. So never had a problem with it, the only time I used to fret was when we killed and prepared one of our chickens, feeding them one day and plucking them the next but we had to eat.
My family were like that for a while and loads of veg was grown in the garden to make up the shortfall in money.
We did exactly the same mate, me and my younger brother had it easier than the others, as the older ones got jobs and were bringing money in, got a job on the milk when I was 10, 50p and a bottle of gold top for a morning shift
I think we should explain for the benefit of the 21 year old Sucky's that 50p back then would have bought you twenty John Player with change.
I get you - but I think that's partly to do with the fact that Lobsters are more solitary and therefore 'individual' those King Crabs travel in literally thousands and destroy everything in their path ... like a locust swarm in a wheat field..
a lot of families were like that, I think it was probably a left-over from the psychological 'dig for victory' conditioning that went on in WW2. A lot of our parents would've been bought up in that, either in the war or just after (rationing didn't end until the mid 50's). It took a generation to leave it behind.
Was on Holiday in Greece back in the late 80s early 90s - day to Ioninna (in the Epirus) - renowned for jewellery and leather goods and is on the shores of a massive lake - every Taverna had a huge tank outside stocked with all types of fish, crayfish, turtles and even toads / frogs ... the idea was that you point out your particular animal to the waiter who then hauls it out and they haul it out take it to the kitchen and then cook it for you - couldn't be fresher ... me and the missus spent quite some time looking at that tank ... ... we had pizza
My old man grew a variety of stuff - one that sticks in the mind was 'Asparagus Peas' - presumably peas that tasted like asparagus...
When we stayed at my Grandparents we'd have to go and pick dinner, carrots, parsnips, broad beans (bleurch), runner beans, peas and potatoes. the gooseberries, raspberries and black currents were for jam. The apples & rubarb for pudding, or we'd go out the back gate, onto the Brecon Beacons to pick windberries for pie which, imo, the the best tasting pie you'll ever have.
Just been shopping. Sucky gonna go mental when he sees that another business has gone all Muslamic Caliphate taking over even down here in sleepy cornwall
I can't remember if it was previously Ramadan or one of the Sikh festivals, but the supermarket did big bags of sweets discounted, so what's not to like Although I'm not eating sweets at the mo
