Try shredding the meat, nuking it in the microwave and stuffing it into pitta, add some salad, chilli sauce and tsatsiki. Best gyros you'll ever eat

Mondays for us was slices and the odd-shaped "corner bits" from the Sunday joint with a mound of steaming bubble-and-squeak.
The bubble-and-squeak was the spuds and veg (regardless of what type of veg, it could be cauliflower, cabbage, carrots, peas, you name it ... it all went in with the mashed spud) from Sunday too.
Sometimes a cold roastie or two on the side of the plate as well.
I don't remember having gravy on the Monday meal ... my dad always made gravy from the joint's juices on the Sunday and wouldn't ever use bought Gravy mix etc. so I can't think how he'd have made some on the Monday.
Sometimes there'd be a little bit of leftover apple sauce or mint sauce.

The only bit that wasn't leftover from Sunday was the optional dollop of HP.

I could eat it right now TBH.

That was our Monday night tea every week, for ever, when I was a kid but at least our mother had the decency to serve it up with fresh mashed potatoes - when I first started to "court" my dear wife (she may read this) in the north east I was served up at her mothers house on a Monday the fried remains of whatever had been left from Sunday lunch, including anything that had been left on the plates on Sunday - you basically got everyone's leftovers fried up as a great big ball of poop which was fried brown around the edges and served with tomato sauce as a "delicacy".

I didn't go around to their house very often on a Monday night after that.

Yup.

Cold pork, beans, egg, and home-made chips, deep fried in lard of a Monday teatime.

You couldn't whack it.

Also, Monday tea was a far more relaxed atmosphere than Sunday lunch.
One wasn't forcibly ordered to eat sprouts and white cabbage!


Cold pork in a sarnie with mustard and black pepper, although salad cream or tomato sauce are both equally acceptable.

Now it's my turn to feel queasy.

You know it makes sense.

But if it was corned beef with piccallilli (sp?) between two slices of decent bread ... I'd be with you all the way on that one.

Some people give me strange looks when I tel them that I like tinned corned beef, none of that American/Jewish bollox please. I'm also partial to potted meat (or beef paste if you prefer) and salmon paste & cucumber sandwiches

Monday was washing day and I seem to remember often having egg and chips in the evening. Or pork pie and baked beans.

If you want food nostalgia, read Nigel Slater's Eating for England.

Very large tins of it in our household.

Swagged straight off Hull docks I believe.
That and plenty of Capo Di Monte figurines.

It was posh in our council house.