I haven't slept properly in nearly three weeks, I'm having horrible stress dreams every night. Last night I barely slept at all. Work is annoying.
I decided to have a major comfort dinner, roast chicken, roast potatoes & veg, gravy, the works. I've never had it but someone was talking about it at the weekend, so I decided to make myself cauliflower cheese. I love cauliflower, I love cheese, what could be more perfect?
To get the flour I had to dig through the baking cupboard of doom. Only to find some twatbag probably me had managed to knock over a tin of golden syrup. It was everywhere. So while cooking dinner and doing homework, I had to empty out the cupboard, clean the various tins and jars and find homes for the contents of ruined packets.
Cauliflower cheese is mediocre at best.