Just had a quiet chuckle reading back through this old thread, one thing I distinctly remember, don’t know if this was just a family thing or did others get this?

As a young growing lad with appetite to match, if I turned up between meals on the “verge of starvation” I would very often be presented with a slab of fruit cake between two slices of bread and butter to munch on, always did a good job of filling the hunger and staving off the “imminent collapse”.