Dinner tonight was goats cheese tortilla with tomato salad. Although we haven’t ventured near potatoes in a while, they now form part of our meal plan. Consequently I felt a bit like the wolf from little red riding hood when he had the rocks in his tummy for a short while after eating…

The “buying a basil plant” decision I took a few weeks ago paid off this evening. I’ve managed to maintain it in an alive state and so now we have fresh basil to go with the beef tomatoes I bought too many of at the weekend. Joel can now gorge on enormo-tomatoes to his heart’s content. Up to 3 tomatoes. Unless we have them with tomorrow’s dinner. But he could have eaten them all by then.

This is Steve looking like he’s enjoying his dinner. He’s a bit concerned that his hair looks like it needs styling.

You can tell that he’s just posing because he’s got no food on his fork. Amateur.

Joel broke it to me that he had maths homework at 7:05pm.

Using the crazy magic of the number square we had it done by 7:25pm. Sorry, clearly that should be *he* had it done by 7:25pm.