mike - glad the memory has lingered on, like a big jar of Marmite. Your vision of how it's made isn't too far away from the truth. the Marmite factory is in Burton on Trent, Staffordshire, which is also the home of a couple of brewerys. Burton has to be the smelliest place in the UK - when there's a brew going on at the brewery the Marmite factory is also going full blast, and you can tell from miles away. (There's also a factory on the same industrial estate which produces Elsan, a chemical which is used for keeping non-flushable bogs clean - Portapotties and the like - so when that's added to the mix, Burton is definitely somewhere not to be!)

Something else that's good I reckon is to mix Marmite with that Primula cheese that comes in a tube and then spread that on toast. Marmite and Kraft cheese sammos were my staple diet for school lunches.

Good how the telly ads for Marmite focus on the people who find it horrible - the bloke on the hot date who snogs the girl who's eaten it, or that take on 'The Blob' where people are running terrified from the dollop of Marmite.

A marmite is a casserole pot isn't it?

Lady P, tell him to keep going - it will happen eventually!