Buddy has been off school all week with a terrible cold, earache and upset tummy. He's barely eaten for days - most unlike him - so today, to help him find his appetite again, we made one of his favourite meals: jacket potatoes.
He didn't really fancy eating anything to be honest; he certainly couldn't make a decision about the filling for his potato. It was then that I remembered good old Milly Molly Mandy. We often refer to our storybooks for inspiration about all kinds of play, craft and cooking, and the classics have a certain cosy appeal extremely suitable for poorly boys and girls. Jane Brocket writes brilliantly about this in one of my favourite books in the world ever, Ripping Things To Do.
So we read Chapter 6: Milly Molly Mandy Enjoys a Visit where she and little-friend-Susan eat yummy lid-potatoes. Buddy was immediately tempted to eat (and help make) a lid-potato, just like in the story.
As Joyce Lankester Brisley writes, 'First Mother took two well-baked potatoes out of the oven. Then she nearly cut the tops off them - but not quite. Then she scooped all the potato out of the skins and mashed it up with a little salt and a little pepper and a lot of butter. And then she pushed it back into the two potato-skins, and shut the tops like little lids.
Then Milly Molly Mandy and little-friend-Susan were given a mug of milk and a plate of bread-and-butter, and one of the nice warm lid-potatoes. And they opened the potato-lids and ate out of them with little spoons.
They did enjoy their suppers.'
And so, thank goodness, did Buddy.