Baked beans with breakfast

As a young kid, I once found a recipe in one of my mum's magazines, consisting of a slice of toast, two grilled sausages on it, beans over them, and some cheese melted over the beans. Topped off with a slice of tomato, grilled same time as the cheese. IIRC the magazine called it yankee bonanza. Great for lunch or suppertime.
 
Beans ? we had bread and dripping, when i left school it was bread and dripping packed sarnies, not many people ever offered to swap with me for some reason.
You got dripping?

Jammy bugger. We didn’t even get bread. Mum used to show us a photo of a sliced loaf for breakfast. And that was only on fridays.
 
You got dripping?

Jammy bugger. We didn’t even get bread. Mum used to show us a photo of a sliced loaf for breakfast. And that was only on fridays.
Posh sod. You had to go a rub it in, didn’t you, that your family could afford a photo. We had to make do with a rough drawing made with soot from t’fireplace on a screw of paper that our mother bought gravel in for our tea.
 
Posh sod. You had to go a rub it in, didn’t you, that your family could afford a photo. We had to make do with a rough drawing made with soot from t’fireplace on a screw of paper that our mother bought gravel in for our tea.
Dad had one of those “scratch and sniff” porn magazines. I was 21 before I found out that kippers didn’t have tits.
 
Posh sod. You had to go a rub it in, didn’t you, that your family could afford a photo. We had to make do with a rough drawing made with soot from t’fireplace on a screw of paper that our mother bought gravel in for our tea.
Gravel? We could only dream of having gravel. We got stabbed in the eye with a fork for our tea, and we had to share the fork.

But we were happy.
 
You got dripping?

Jammy bugger. We didn’t even get bread. Mum used to show us a photo of a sliced loaf for breakfast. And that was only on fridays.
Old bread and a pot of dripping would often be put on the table for tea in our place. I can imagine the riots and cries of child cruelty if the same happened now days. We never thought anything about it and tucked in.
 
You got dripping?

Jammy bugger. We didn’t even get bread. Mum used to show us a photo of a sliced loaf for breakfast. And that was only on fridays.
My mum used to tell us that unsliced bread was the best thing since sliced bread and gave us porridge. We used to tell our kids, when the ice-cream van came round that he sounded his chimes to let us know he had run out of ice cream.
 
I heard the army gave men beans as a precursor to NBC warfare. If you could live with 30 men farting all night you could survive a gas attack. Porton Down worked on the beans mix, under the guise of Heinz. Several barrack blocks were lost due to explosions back in the 50s.
 
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