Hello Stars,

This verse from the Foreloom Weaver springs to mind ...

We held out for six weeks, thought each day were the last. We tarried and shifted til we were quite fast. We lived upon nettles while nettles was good. And Waterloo Porridge were best of us food.

The last line uses the Lancashire dialect and differs slightly from the DT version.

Of course, Waterloo Porridge, is water so Sue's mum told me once.

Bob vG