You’ve just taken me on a trip down memory lane, GlasgowJohn . I’d forgotten some of these, and am completely unfamiliar with a couple of them. (How could I never have heard “butty” or “sarni,” when my student budget meant that these, usually bread and cheese, constituted my diet, month after month? And wait - - wasn’t this named for the Earl of Sandwich???)
I remember wanting to bake the cookies I was homesick for, and asking the grocer for chocolate chips, sending a shopgirl running for a barf bucket.