I'm going to drink Lemon Hart and eggnog and watch The Virginian until the chicken thaws out then if the romaine lettuce hasn't gone bad I'll have a caesar salad and a big pile of Buffalo wings. (Switched over to A Night At The Museum when the meds cut in.)

It's cheese o'clock

Leftover linguine, (last night I had linguine, coincidence?). I have about 10 lbs of cooked roast beef from last night's event so watch this space for beef something. Maybe tacos?

We're going out for some posh sushi tonight.

Some rather nice pan fried cod, mash, and peas with carrots in a bechamel.

Sweet and spicy glazed fillet of coho salmon, brown rice, baby bok choy with garlic sauce and a salad. Part of our January healthy eating programme.

Dates and goats cheese with a green salad

That sounds awful.

Well it wasn't so yah boo sucks to you.

Nah, that sounds good. I could see it sounding better with a piece of lamb beside it, but it sounds good as it is.

I fear I might have been a tad harsh on poor Bat's teatime choice, if it was a choice. I was rather irritable because I really wanted to have an Indian take-away and wasn't allowed.

Ah, i see. Understandable. Tonight i will make keema curry.

Poof.

Pretty fair shout. But I believe I have regained much of the moral high ground that had been lost over a rather excoriating examination of my Ashes and Christmas gluttony, thus reestablishing much of my masculinity as HID was too tired to cook her healthy crap last night and succumbed the ordering of a big naff-off pizza.

Pizza? But you wanted curry.

I see that HID blasted through your protestations like the Aussie bowlers through the England batsmen. Poor show, sir... poor show. Do you pee sitting down now?