Phone for the fish knives, Norman.

It’s hard to know what’s really important these days. I think my general contention that we are doomed is not unknown to my dear gentle readers. I am not wrong on this but while I’m waiting for the inevitable to happen I occasionally require a bite and a sup, and sometimes I have had occasion to record the contents of the biting and supping etc. It’s a sort of failing, really. I do think it’s important to have them.

(I poach my eggs a la Elizabeth David).

I’ll take a picture of my fish knives soon.