DRIPPY LEAVES

Mum has never thought of me as one of the better cooks in the family (and indeed, I'm not). When I made her lunch today she first said "It smells OK" in a voice that suggested she didn't expect it to, then said "Top marks. It's really very good" in astonished tones. Facebook reminds me that two years ago she explained to me how to boil potatoes and drain them through a colander. I still have a lot to learn, apparently.