Food food and more food

The pot from a big Sunday lunch is still there drying and this lot are hovering around the cooker again, only a couple of hours after some serious scoffing.

WelshBoyo is marshalling as he prepares a fresh soup.

Even PuddleDuck is right in there. Her appetite is a fraction of NoaNoa’s who is glued to PS4 but will surface as soon as he hears the chink of crockery.

It’s a happy household. And PuddleDuck starts a new job tomorrow. Another new chapter.