Bit of a result for me, tonight's tea as I won in a game of who would blink first when it came to putting something on the table. It was a baking hot day - the first truly summery weather so far this year and I really could not be bothered to think of anything to eat. James kept ringing and asking what we were having and if Kasper and I had been to the shops but I kept giving vague non-commital answers and he eventually cracked, offering to go to Tesco on his way home to pick something up. Even after this promise, he rang again to tell me he was leaving the office and suggesting I think of something in the time it would take him to get from there to the supermarket. I didn't waiver though and when he called again I said it was up to him. This is where it got dangerous as during a period when we were living apart due to a house sale, he once bought cabbage instead of lettuce but undeterred, served it raw with some fried mince and called it food. He didn't let himself down this time though, bringing home gnocchi, a ready-made sauce, a bit of salad and some crusty bread. I'd never had gnocchi before but loved it, especially with the sauce, even though it was quite similar to what we'd had on the chicken at the weekend.