Bread and cheese is one of those combinations that can be delicious, yet also conjures up prison food - or in my case - boarding school food in the 50s, which we imagined was somehow similar to prison. In the holidays my sister and I walked to the shops on our own. We bought our lovely fresh, tasty Cheddar, cut into slabs from a large truckle, at our local grocer. Back then, sweets were a treat, not part of lunch. A snack was bread and cheese, and an apple.
