Because I've just realised I've forgotten to put the meat in the oven!!
DH prepared all the veg as per usual, I made a fruit salad and apple sauce for the pork then disappeared to the greenhouse to see if anything needed watering.
I then got completely sidetracked, sowed some radishes, weeded a raised bed and some pots then decided it must be time to put the potatoes in the oven that had been par-boiled and were steaming under a tea towel.
It was just as I was about to deal with the spuds that I found myself staring at a joint of pork, covered in herbs and trayed up ready to....er…..roast??
DH was watching the Great North Run on the telly and said, 'I wondered why I couldn't smell any delicious aromas emanating from the kitchen.'
To add insult to injury, it's a slow-roast joint.
GAH!
Another week, another Tory MP sex scandal!
To think that London, or anywhere else for that matter, does not belong to any one demographic