Here’s the picture. The pasta is al dente, pasta sauce is cooked but husband and adult son are slightly held up so I dump it all in one pan, give it a stir, switch it off and cover it. I then go set the table. Husband and son come in a short while later and so I head back to the pan. I notice there is a gap and a fly has got into the food, still very much alive! There’s nothing else thawed to eat, cupboards are pretty bare so I dig out the fly, brought the pan back to the boil and served it. I feel pretty shit harbouring this secret though they really enjoyed their dinner.