You can tell I'm Notts working class; when I was little I used to be served Scotts Porage Oats with Lyle's Golden Syrup by me mum.

Multi media experience - picture of large muscular northern type of person in a vest and kilt putting the shot on Porage Oats packet, also dead lion with bees on Lyle's tin, with "Out of the strong came forth sweetness" motto.

Part of the fun is to get the tin open without being covered in sticky gunge, then get the dollop of syrup smack in the middle of the porridge while leaving none on the spoon.

Talking of porridge, I'll naff orf now.