I’ve got a theory. (OK, several)I think that school dinners are something we love to hate, that we’re conditioned to grumble about. Like the weather, the end of the holidays, children and housework. All of which (apart from housework) have much going for them if you think about it hard enough. It’s a British thing. I’m […]
I hate the way my children eat…
I hate the way my children eat…They don’t like green things, won’t try new stuff and squint suspiciously at anything in sauce. If it’s not beige or shaped like a toy, they won’t try – not hardly a nibble. Then splat, splat, splat. There’s ketchup everywhere. Surely it all tastes the same. And they’ll spin and tip, elbows […]