Brain food

Poor Ben had to be withdrawn from the school day as he had a bit of a wobbly moment. He was apparently as pale as he could ever be and they had to put him on the floor and lift his legs up to get some colour back. He is growing too quickly for his body. I remember those days. Don't worry, he perked up soon enough and now knows what to do if he feels the darkness encroaching. Head down...

I wish he could have some of this salmon for his tea, but we did it justice and I will save him what I can before a little feline visitor finishes it off.

A lovely evening with Antipodean, German, Irish and English influences. Oh, and a bit of the eighties in the mix.