I’d cook the rice myself if I had the capacity. Rice can also be done in the oven in a big oven tray if the instathingy is too small.
Work was mad most of the day, I just squeaked in with an end-of-day deadline - mucho stress - and then I went straight out to the theatre. Friend got free tickets to see ‘I’m sorry, Prime Minister’ (new west end play, sequel to Yes, Prime Minister) from someone who couldn’t make it. Cheap seats up in the gods. But when we got there we were offered to upgrade to the best seats in the house - middle of the stalls - for £15 each. Some tickets had apparently been returned by agents as the play hasn’t even had its press night yet so not all tickets were real sales. So we did it and it was great! Funny, small but brilliant cast, and just really good escapism. Total spends £15 plus tube (not sure off peak - maybe £8ish). It gave me a lift, just what I needed.
I’ve come home and DH has emptied the kitchen bin but there is still a terrible smell. I think it may be the cellophane seal from some prawns I had int eh week (I washed the tray out but probably didn’t wash the peel-off film, won’t make that mistake again). It is truly terrible, I am cursing my ‘gift’ of a bloodhound’s nose (tbf, this is often a curse in London).
I had lunch at 2.45pm because of work, then didn’t want dinner at 5 before heading to the theatre, but am now starving. I can’t eat this late though or I get horrible heartburn, so I must go to bed before I chew my own arm off and just hang on till morning.
Ocado delivery - too much to confess 😳. Actually embarrassing.