A Slap Up Meal: The enduring image of luxury from my childhood was when the cheeky scamp protagonist from my comic books (mostly Whizzer and Chips) would end up rewarded with a crisp ‘Fiver’. They would then treat their parents to ‘a slap up meal’ which was always revealed by a french waiter, from under a silver dome, to be a huge pile of mashed potatoes - with sausages sticking out the sides and top. Oh to have that treat in real life - well this comes close but is sadly not on the same scale as those comic delights.
