Cooking upset

A pan catastrophe, easy to get distracted in a busy shared flat. Aside from myself and one other the art students in the flat tended to cook communal meals for each other, I was fascinated by their meals based on rice and pasta, being working class I had not come across such things before.

I had come straight from school but the others had spent some time at an art college before Polytechnic, the age/confidence gap felt huge at the time. They were good company though and the collection of records they played expanded my musical horizons.