Last night's meatloaf was very good indeed. There's some leftover so I'm taking it down to the caravan where Mr Horsehound, Mr and Mrs Hairy Suit and their young teenager Markie Boy will be fed. Can't wait...

No idea about tonight's food but as I've been very busy this week I might treat Mr Horsehound and myself to a takeaway.

Even lovers of domesticity like me need to occasionally shove the saucepans to one side.