PACKET OF CRISPS AND A HALF V IN ARANCI’S

Luke-warm, watery beef mince swimming in butter beans and two scoops of lumpy mashed potatoes come to mind though. And lumpy custard with jam sponge. The kindly school dinner ladies tried to keep us going with extra helpings of slimy semolina and prunes and other epicurean delights such as that, but we weren’t old enough to appreciate their good deeds. As did retching afterwards in that god awful bog on the corner of the building they tried to pass off as the boys’ lavatory.

BILL HEANEY’S NOTEBOOK COLUMN

I have been covering local government, national government and European government for the past half century almost, and I have never come across such a shambles as West Dunbartonshire Council. They couldn’t run a bath.” And such is their obsession with secrecy, that it wouldn’t raise an eyebrow if they were to suddenly switch their meetings to another hall across the road in Church Street. Don’t ask me which one. That really is a secret and, unlike the Council,  its members are quite within their rights to keep it that way.

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