I did an O-level in domestic science when I was at school, but on the day of the practical exam, it was a cookery nightmare.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I wasn't the brightest button in the class at school, but I enjoyed cooking and baking. I wasn't clever enough at Maths O-level to get onto the cookery teaching course I really wanted to do, so I did a catering course instead.
I was rather hopeless at school, but the one subject I seemed to be good at was domestic science.
I actually struggled through teaching myself to cook because I'm completely ignorant in the kitchen. So I did really macho things like trying to make my own curry. Really hardcore stuff.
I didn't have any qualifications when I left school - I had three O-levels.
Cooking and gardening involve so many disciplines: math, chemistry, reading, history.
In my bachelor days, the priority wasn't learning to cook.
I was lucky enough to be fairly quick at understanding what was taught, but unlucky enough not to be really interested in it, so I always got my exams but never had the scholar's love of learning for its own sake.
I was always good at math and science, and I never realized that that was unusual or somehow undesirable.
I cook a little - I've never taken classes or anything - but enough to get by.
I studied cooking all through high school.