It was hard work as schoolkids, luckily in my day the fad of inventing a traditional costume for boys hadn't started so we could wear everyday clothes, my grandfather would have called over the evening before with the smallest leeks he had for us to wear (they were still bloody mahoosive)
On schooldays, in the morning we would all march over to Bethania chapel opposite the school back gates for our St David's day service, by lunchtime us boys would have consumed most of our leeks - the bonus being, our breaths reeked in time for the evening running the gauntlet of old auntie's Saint's day kiss, then the afternoon was the school Saint David's Day concert - culture overload!!
Lunch of course was traditional cawl with bread and cheese. Cawl is just a wholesome broth bade with either beef or mutton with vegetables and..........leeks. I remember one year in primary school the head cook was experimenting with either dried meat or perhaps soya, this came in long compacted cylinders akin to a dried salami which was designed to absork moisture as it cooked, that year one of the cooks (probably Mrs Aubrey whose culinary skills would have been a modern EHO's nightmare) hadn't thought to break this up into little bite sized pieces, when the large cauldron was brought in and the lid removed with a flourish, the chunk of 'meat' had retained its integrity and was just floating on top of the cawl like an enormous turd!!
