My G@d, "burgers and hot dogs" -- the younger generation don't realise how lucky they were. What do I remember ? Having undressed salad (lettuce, shredded carrot, beetroot...) literally forced down my throat until I was sick; enormous jugs of "gravy"; spam fritters; rice pudding with (if we were /really/ lucky) a teaspoon of strawberry jam in a vain attempt to convert the absolutely disgusting into the vaguely palatable; dinner monitors; jugs of water for the teachers but none for the pupils; cabbage boiled for four hours, until you could smell it all over the acre and a half that the school occupied; etc., etc., etc. We would have /killed/ for burgers and hot dogs.
** Phil.