“Witterings on biscuits during the early years ……………my first consistent memory of biscuits is that they always accompanied 10 o’clock or 11o’clocks as the mid-morning cup of whatever was called in our family. (I guess if we wanted anything at 10.30 we just had to wait!) “Da-ad, 10 o’clocks time” would get shouted down the garden. I have no particular memory of particular varieties other than fig rolls (which I still love but rarely buy), but do remember perfecting the ‘look as though you only have 1 when you have actually managed to palm 2’ technique. A very strict household you know!
A little later the savoury, or cheese biscuit entered my young life. We had ‘supper’ in our household, a meal that always finished with cheese & biscuits. They were kept in a plastic Tupperware box with many varieties to choose from. I think my favourite were Macvita – do they still exist? I hated the ’puffy’ ones as they were known in those far off days. The cheese on the biscuit was often accompanied by marmalade. It is a combination I don’t dare try now in case it does not live up to the remembered status of a culinary classic. By this stage my brother no longer attempted to hide his greed but would make a veritable tower of different biscuits to accompany his sliver of cheese. It was always quite a ritual buttering & then placing in the most appropriate order. I have recently noticed that my son may have inherited this slightly annoying ritualistic trait.
Finally on the subject of children & biscuits, my daughter’s name for this comestible when she was much tinier than she is now was ‘babbits’. This always conjures up the vision of the biscuit being nibbled carefully by someone with two very large front teeth & big floppy ears…..”