Sunday bloody sunday! Sadly we have to head home but before we do we manage to squeeze in an excellent sunday lunch at the gupshill manor, with dan, claire and sam in attendance. It was so excellent even the milos and b-jamin both quite happily eat their roast chickens, leaving certain parents disappointed at the lack of left-over roast potato and/or yorkshire pudding.
The journey home is fairly uneventful, and when we get back there's just time to feed a chatty blond baby pasta and cheese, let him splash in the bath and put him to bed.
With almost nothing in the fridge except some slightly dried mushrooms we have experimental pasta - kind of a combination of panther's patented garlic pasta and nigel slater's mushroom pasta. It's okay at best but what's more depressing is the routine of packing bags for work tomorrow. Boo!
Food of the Milos
Scrambled egg for breakker, roast chicken, potatoes and yorkshire pudding for lunch and cheese and pasta for dinner.
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