Day 7: Live below the poverty line – £1 a day
- Breakfast: 30g of coco snaps + milk
- Lunch: Vegetable soup and out of date pitta
- Dinner: Spag bol (tinned)
- “Treat”: Value onion rings
Final morning of my value coco snaps or as I prefer to term them ‘snap, crackle and pov’. They have been a faithful kick start but as of tomorrow I am leaving my juvenile chocolatey ways behind me and graduating to grownup porridge.
Thank you for all the lovely messages following ‘doughnut-gate’ in West Quay yesterday and for sending me your recipe tips and ideas, please keep them coming!
It’s been a week since I started this off and I can report that I’ve also lost exactly 5 pounds! Not sure how much of this is down to an exceptionally boozey Christmas and hogmanay but either way – say hello to a skinnier, richer me!
*sincere apologies for lack of socks in first picture- I promise I won’t do it again!*
Lunch and time to test my third value soup, it’s the turn of the vegetable. I hope it’s better than the chicken/fungal infection… A snoop of the label reveals 5 vegetables in this 25p can – Carrot, Onion, Potato, Haricot Beans and Marrowfat Peas. Google tells me this last one is a type of pea that has been left to age in a field (or a ‘geriatric pea’ to you and I).
Nonetheless grateful for vitamin C whatever the maturity, I gobble it down.
The pittas are now well past their peak (expiring 4 days ago) but a quick scratch and sniff suggests they are still edible.
A lot of people have been commenting “you must be starving” and the honest answer to that is that largely I’m not. I’ve not found portions to be the problem with cheap (albeit dull) fillers like pasta and bread doing the job. The main difference is the quality of food I’m eating. Fresh fruit and vegetables are just too expensive for low income households to afford which means resorting to tins for most meals.
Dinner is spaghetti bolognese, it’s not bad but it’s yet more tinned. I’m a walking bag of bones and preservatives, with more chemicals in my bloodstream than the periodic table.
Fresh food is what’s required here. I resolve to get my glad rags on and do a supermarket-crawl this evening of all the ‘whoopsie aisles’ (as my friend Wardy terms them). Research tells me the optimum time for bargains is between 7 and 9, just how many can I get round in 2 hours?
Let the dolly see the trolley…!