Bonus

This morning I noticed some prawns had appeared in the fridge. A food parcel from the former Mrs T, no doubt. Junior had been visiting her last night.

When Junior and I crossed paths at lunchtime, he told me to get stuck in. He was off to Glasgow overnight. Some big political event. Goodness knows what.

Well, I managed to control myself until dinner time.

Simple pleasures are often the best. The prawns (cold). Steamed rice. A wee dipping sauce made from red chillies and fish sauce.