Further to my comment on the Tour de France thingy - I tell you dear we are laughing ourselves sily over it - I have to say that yet again I find myself walking around with 'Land of Hope and Glory' playing softly in the background of my life.
British schoolchildren; presented with a poncy, millionaire, TV chef shoving healthful cuisine at them and what do they do? Pick up their satchels and adjourn en masse to the local chippy (fish and chip shop). The bulldog spirit is not dead I tell you!
I proud of the little gits. If jamie oliver tried to impose "better" crap tasting food down my throat, I'd bite his hand too. the only thing that would make me like them more is if they were caught smoking cigarettes afterwords.
If these junior brits are excited about being little fatties, then they need their heads examined. I just read some article somewhere about a public American high school cafeteria that gave its kids a vegetarian option. They thought they'd get 30 kids a day, instead they got 400. A little education goes a long way.
Cham - I think the difference is that the kids you mention were given an OPTION. Jaime Oliver's program has been a wholesale replacement of choices with prescribed menus. If the kids were offered fish and chips a couple of times a month in addition to the healthy salads and other food, they'd probably be less resistant. I absolutely agree with you, but it's all about balance and choice. Just getting all the sweet beverages out of schools would be a start.
Perhaps that school needs to operate like my old high school. The principal was creative and a hard ass. He removed the doorhandles on the outside of the doors. You had 10 minutes to enter the high school in the morning when the doors were opened. Afterwhich you were free to leave anytime, but you weren't allowed back in. Meaning you could eat your lunch wherever you wanted (the school was downtown) but you'd miss all your afternoon classes.
Methinks Cham is taking this a bit too seriously. The point being that no one likes things being foisted on them, especially as an adolescent and especially when being told it is for your own good.
And, eebmore, prepare to 'like them more' because I can guarantee that their fish and chips and can of Coke was finished off with a reflective cig.
God, that was so not what I was thinking when I saw the title of your post.