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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.


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.


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