Stuffed.

I have just eaten and eaten and eaten. I am as stuffed as a huge, stuffed thing.

Steak au poivre. I nearly set the house on fire flambé ing the brandy. The kids faces were a picture. My dad and MrC looked a bit shocked too. But I knew the flames would settle after they'd hit the ceiling.

That with roast tatties and green beans.

And then the biggest dollop of apple and blackberry crumble with custard.


I hate feeling pogged.

But oh it was worth it.