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Breakfast:

A late one, in the office: bagel with chives-laced Philadelphia cream cheese

Lunch:

Ebi gyoza and beef ho fun, from Miso Noodle Bar in Richmond (a working lunch).

Dinner:

Chorizo risotto, made by P.

Breakfast:

P was unwell, so it was up to me to sort out A’s breakfast. I managed to grab a marmite bagel and a half, in between serving little madam.

Lunch:

A chicken, lettuce and tomato poppy-seeded baguette from posh bakery Paul. It was a strange feeling having to venture out to get lunch and pay for it with cash.

Dinner:

Noodles with some leftover chicken slices from Sunday’s festivities.

Breakfast:

Mini croissants, with butter and seville orange marmalade.

Brunch:

Evidently the mini croissants at breakfast were too mini, so I had to give in at 11am and stuff myself with two pieces of toast with peanut butter.

Lunch:

Had some of the family round, so just a spread of various salads, ham, sausages and sausage rolls. You can probably tell it wasn’t a Bar Mitzvah.

Dinner:

After having such a late, grazing kind of lunch, dinner was taken very late and consisted of a bowl of noodles.

Breakfast:

Croissant with Seville orange marmalade. Green tea.

Lunch:

Demae ramen noodles (sesame flavour) with some pork luncheon meat. Bad, so very bad.

Dinner:

Tacos. The crispy type, not the lovely soft stuff I first tasted in San Francisco last year.

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.

Breakfast:

So predictable, I won’t repeat myself.

Lunch:

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.

Dinner:

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.