P was too ill to look after A on her own today, so I didn’t go to work. Not that it made a huge difference to what I ate, apart from lunch being unhealthier than normal.
So predictable, I won’t repeat myself.
Sesame-flavoured demae ramen noodles, with some chipolatas making up the meat content. Token good stuff was a side dish of bean sprouts and spring onion omelette.
Polly seemed well enough to cook dinner, and she did a lovely lamb kofta with lemon and coriander couscous and raita. The kofta was supposed to be minced chicken but she couldn’t be bothered to mince up some chicken (I’m not sure our food processor is up to the job anyway, to be honest, seeing as it’s so old), so bought minced lamb instead.