MS. You are the original domestic goddess.
Why can't you move to London so you can feed me?
Have just made DS sausages with jacket potato and cucumber and have prepared a tomato and black olive salad (with pine nuts) for us to eat with grilled halloumi and flat breads when DS is asleep (not long now).
We spent most of today on the Heath, which was glorious. DS played with his best friend, we ate a cheapo Tescos picnic and then we ponced round Hampstead a bit.
We are all very, very tired - apart from Stanley, who has just woken up and is thrashing around like a nutter (usual bag of snakes thing).
Looking forward to watching Buddha of Suburbia on DVD so I can perv over a young Naveen Andrews.
He was the only reason I ever watched Lost!!!