Those in government pushing for a no-deal Brexit should try to feed two people for a tenner a week, as I did
I’ll never forget trying to feed myself and my son on £10 a week. I was a single mum, absolutely skint and living hand to mouth, even after I started working as a trainee reporter for the Southend Echo, following 18 long months of looking for a job.
So, for those first shifts until a pay cheque arrived, food meant a Tupperware tub of cold pasta with a spoonful or two of cheap pasta sauce from a jar, which, weirdly, is cheaper than buying tinned tomatoes to make your own. And, when you’ve got no money, every pinch of herbs or flavour becomes a luxury.