Collecting baked beans and nappies outside Chelmsford sainsburys for striking Kent miners. Some of those miners lived with us when they were on trial after the strike ended. Terry French was my hero and imprisoned for hitting a police officer who had battened his friend. The last thing he said to my mum was to ask her to get some white bread in for when he came back. I’ve been interested in the politics of food ever since.
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Collecting baked beans and nappies outside Chelmsford sainsburys for striking Kent miners. Some of those miners lived with us when they were on trial after the strike ended. Terry French was my hero and imprisoned for hitting a police officer who had battened his friend. The last thing he said to my mum was to ask her to get some white bread in for when he came back. I’ve been interested in the politics of food ever since.