Apparently the foxes had dug these up. Dave had been planning to cook them with veggie sausages, but having got into his guitar practice, we decided on something simpler.
Back at work after our lovely Irish week and the mourning period now officially over, so the team could start publishing again. Wrapped myself up in wrist warmers, socks and a big chunky cardigan to ward off the cold. But it didn't get that cold - I even sat outside to eat.
After work and putting in the big Sainsbury's order, I was playing music when Grace rang - stuck at Finsbury Park because of overhead power lines being down. So she came to stay over and we ate ultimate comfort food in the shape of fishfinger sandwiches.
