Proper custard is concocted out of milk, egg yolk and sugar, but that's not what I'm talking about here. I'm talking about the economy version- which is a powder you mix with milk to create a thick, bright yellow glop which grows a skin if allowed to cool. The magic ingredient is cornflour. It masks the flavour of whatever you drop it on and tastes of nothing. I mean, what exactly is the point?
When I was a kid they smothered it on everything. Some kids (Ailz for example) got a taste for it and adopted it as a beloved comfort food. For me it's a symbol of oppression.
Show me the tin- with its three happy tweety-birds- and I flip straight back to Cumnor House School with its Oliver Twist-like dining arrangements and its perpetually grim-faced headmaster. Why do people who hate children go into education? Maybe because there's nothing else they're good for. *sigh*.
I feel a rant coming on so I'll shut up.
Alfred Bird- the Birmingham chemist- who invented custard powder for a wife who loved custard but was allergic to eggs- Awwwww.