Making Sunday lunch

Is it any wonder Sunday lunch is never on time?

Eve starts making bubbles with the soap and water when she should be washing her hands ahead of preparing the crumble and then I start rolling around on the floor with my camera.

Steak casserole was eventually produced along with apple and raisin crumble with custard. Everyone is lying in various corners of the house now rubbing their tummies and groaning gently.

I may have to walk the whippet to the Tyneside Tavern by way of exercise.