Nothing
Martin does the cooking in our house. Often the conversation at about 7pm goes something like this:
Martin: 'What do you want for tea?'
Me: 'What have we got?'
Martin then either tells me what the options are, i.e.. chicken, pasta, frozen fish (usually too late at 7pm to decide to make) or leftovers.
Tonight he said we have 'nothing'...
And then he produced this!
Good eh?
This was a better than a photo of our spaced out cat who had an operation today. She's fine though, we've just got to watch her carefully for the next few days.
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