Meal for one

It’s my favourite shows of the year – Royal International at Hickstead. I’m not competing there this year, but I’m the Team Manager for those who are in the BRC Team of 3.

As Hickstead is on my Dad’s doorstep, I thought I’d stay with him. I came down today so we could catch up and have dinner together. I was going to suggest we go out. Sadly he needed to go out himself.

When I arrived, it was clear he was very unwell, so I called 999. They were brilliant and arrived in less than 30 mins. He’ll be topping up his NHS Frequent Flyer points for a few days.

Dinner plans kiboshed, I wandered to the local supermarket and saw this. I mean, I love pizza. But marrying one might be a step too far. I have to say it was very yummy. Also, not sure I appreciate being called chicken. Chick is fine though.

After a bit of an interesting start to my weekend, it was the giggle I needed.

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