Custard. It's wrong, wrong, wrong.
No, it is! Although, I think my opinion has be warped slightly by experiences from my childhood. Back at primary school we all had school dinners, without exception. There were always vegetables, and a total lack of deep fried food (you see, Jamie Oliver didn't really need to conduct an extensive media campaign, he just needed to say "go back to what you were doing 18 years ago".) Anyway, despite being a huge fan of food, when placed in a school setting I became a gastronomic wimp. I'd cower before the enormous bulk of the dinnerladies (quadruple chins a compulsory requirement of the job), and meekly ask for small portions of everything. It'd take me several days to get through a plate of sweet and sour pork (for 'sweet and sour', read 'sour'. And for 'pork', read 'dog'.) Consequently I'd rarely make it as far as pudding - sometimes a kindly teacher would fetch one for me, but despite protestations it would arrive drenched in the dreaded custard. I'd be forced to eat the lot. That's why custard sucks. Oh, it was a hard life!
In other news, I'm feeling much better today and had a good night's sleep. Perhaps I can pass on the last remenants of my cold to the children at kids club? 
