Stuff I've been doing.

A day of food (fish) demonstration in The Big Kitchen at Port Eliot House, showing that fish does not have to be expensive to be delicious. We looked at mackerel, squid, sardines, clams (surf and razor), and mussels and took flavours from Thailand, Vietnam, Japan and the Mediterranean. Fantastic food at a budget price.

...and me a chef !

It has got to be a pretty sad state of affairs when I am pleased with myself to have persuaded my child to eat  some chicken Mc Nuggets.

In fact he's eaten pretty well, today...for him. Breakfast was 10 grapes, a Petit Filou and a sausage roll (M&S of course!)...don't ask. Then the Happy Meal with a lemonade. If I can get some raw carrot in him a supper time (wish me luck), then we have probably covered all the food groups...........Oh, for some spaghetti hoops!

What's in your bacon?

See a simple comparison of supermarket bacon in "Inspected"...know what you are eating.

This is not an advert for Mercedes.

We bought a Smart car...and do you know, I think it probably is. It is well made, it parks easily in the smallest of spaces, there is no road tax and at 85mpg, I am the smuggest man on the garage forecourt. What's not to like?

But I have a complaint. It seems, I unwittingly joined a club. There was no box to tick agreeing to participation, no explanatory leaflet in with the handbook, no nod and/or wink from the sales team. I was just let out on the road.

The first time it happened, I flinched, presuming I had passed someone who recognised me, but I had a tightening of the bowel that suggested it was something else, something sinister. It happened again, although long enough afterwards to make me question my initial supposition. But the third time, there was no question, it was a full blown, pointy, smiley, wavey, "hey, we've got a Smart car as well, we're the same sort of people....Hellooooo."

Nope! Sorry! That's just not me! There is no affinity between us on the A385, I do not exude warmth towards you just because we drive the same make of car, we are not and never will be, matey on the highway.

In a word, stop it! Mind your own business and please do not project your sunny, happy-go-lucky disposition into my day. I don't wish to be rude, so please try and help, because I find myself coming over all 'American Werewolf'...my arm is knotting into a fixed, forward position, my hand clenching into a white knuckled fist with the middle figer extended and pointing upwards, moving in a jerky upy/downy motion...there is an unpleasant snarling, poppy-eyed look about me. This is now happening everytime I see a Smart car approaching from a distance... help me a avoid this situation...don't wave at me.