When I was at Mary Magdalen's primary School I was trusted ( in my last couple of years) to go across to the chippy on the corner of York Street for the teacher's lunches,this had to be done surreptitiously as the dinner supervisor used to go off in a right strop if the headmaster and the senior teachers weren't eating in the dining hall. I used to think it was wildly exotic to be having a takeaway lunch and relished my undercover missions!
( used to make the teachers brews too, and they all had individual melamine mugs, I still remember Mrs Forrest being an orange cup and the head's was a taller dark green mug. Daft how these things stay with you.)