What do you call your evening meal?

It was lovely and sunny today, but somehow, the day seems to have vanished with the camera still in its case, so I have hastily blipped my tea. Or dinner. Or supper if you are posh.

In this house we have tea in the evening. Even on Sunday it is tea, even if it is roast pork, crackling, apple sauce, stuffing, roast spuds, gravy and three veg.

Now Guy is eating his supper: Chocolate Weetabix.