Oink oink

Mr B has been working late every night lately, so we have a light dinner when he gets in at 10ish. Then he stays up late watching rubbish telly and I go to bed with indigestion (must be getting old). I keep meaning to blip dinner but am always so hungry when it's finally ready that I just wolf it all down. So here's a salt pig instead.

I've recently been told I need to eat more salt. Which after years of being very grumpily anti-salt is a bit of a struggle. Still, at least this cheery fella makes reaching for the salt more amusing.