Which nostalgic British school dinner would you happily eat again as an adult?

A slab of vanilla sponge drowned in luminous pink custard. No one knows why it was pink, and no one cared.

Spiralised mystery meat that tasted like childhood freedom. Gone but never forgotten by the millennials who mourned them.

A brick-hard chocolate shortbread served with a moat of chocolate custard. Chewing was optional, dunking was mandatory.

A steaming spud loaded with beans and grated cheddar. Simple, filling, and somehow tastier than anything you can make at home.

A bowl of creamy semolina crowned with a defiant dollop of strawberry jam. You either swirled it or you were wrong.