Lisa Snowdon: I ate a jacket potato with beans and grated cheese every day for two years — theguardian.com

The smell I associate with growing up in Welwyn Garden City is Nabisco's cereal factory. For years it made Shredded Wheat on an industrial scale and it wafted across town. It was nice – like a warm, cooking, comforty thingy. At home the smell I remember is tripe, which Mum would boil up for our dog. It was absolutely disgusting. But there was this huge deep middle drawer in the kitchen, once the extension was done, which mum completely stocked with multi-packs of crisps, Maltesers, mini-Mars Bars and Milky Ways each week.

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