A couple of days ago, I shared a post which I first made some while ago; my dad and his best friend Sammy went on a river cruise in 1937, when they were just eighteen years old. Fortunately they kept a diary, and this is the second entry:
Feeling very energetic this morning we got up at 8:30 a.m. and had a short bathe in the “very nippy water.” having dressed and lit the Primus we made some coffee and made a good breakfast of the traditional bacon and eggs.
We were determined to reach Cross Water Staunch by dinner time so at 10:30a.m. we started on our travels again. Just got through Littleport we noticed literally hundreds of stakes on either side of the bank for about two miles. The sky was overcast but by the time we had reached Cross Water at 12:15p.m. the sun was breaking through.
This maybe the Green Dragon!
After acquainting ouselves with the Landlord of the “Green Dragon” we prepared a fine dinner. Sausages done to a turn, runner beans boiled to perfection and chipped potatoes to a nicety were the components of our dinner. Feeling incapable of eating any sweet we fished in the afternoon again catching a very nice net of 14 fish, all roach, ranging from 1/2lb. to 3/4lbs.
The rest of the day was spent in this way and at dusk we were onlookers at a Dart match. I am glad to say the prestige of the Green Dragon was in no way lowered. Off to bed again for another good night wondering what the next day will bring.
I can see where the family tradition of enjoying food and talking about it comes from; to think of these two young men enjoying their supper “…a fine dinner. Sausages done to a turn, runner beans boiled to perfection and chipped potatoes to a nicety were the components of our dinner.” There are some subtle changes in how we use language today, for example we would say ‘darts match’ rather than the single ‘dart match.’