Whilst daydreaming driving into the office this morning (as usual!) I started thinking about old holidays and what we had eaten, before I became ever so slightly obsessed with food and recalled the time me and a girlfriend, aged 16 went on holiday to Devon armed with £50 for the week, staying in a B&B arranged through my friends Dad....
Oh my we ate some erm interesting combinations! In particular a favourite was Heinz tinned cold spaghetti bolognese, in buttered rolls! I think that was lunch about 3 days running. As my room was not sun facing and therefore the coolest, the butter stayed in my wardrobe, for the week!
Nearly every morning we missed the B&B breakfast (you had to order the night before your choices but we always forgot!) and so we went across the park to a slightly hippy place that had ying and yang signs up and beaded curtains and ate just cooked pale crumpets and jam for about 99p, bargain!
There was a small Somerfield nearby which became our staple food supplier for the week and even better they didnt ask for ID when purchasing a cheap bottle of Carolans aka Fake Baileys which we drank slightly warm out of 99p mugs from the local woolies!
We even managed a few lunches in a cafe on the seafront, mainly because there was a cute waiter serving! If I recall correctly we always had a tuna jacket potato..
For £50 each we did pretty well that week, especially as we managed two evening meals out at a Chinese and an Indian restaurant. I think now (ten years on) £50 would probably last just one night!