On a totally different note.....when I was a little girl my grandad would go fishing. He would catch the most amazing plaice that my nanna would fry, crispy skin, melt in the mouth flesh. Tonight I had plaice for my meal which I fried to recreate that memory, it was delicious and I felt like I was 5 again. Now my house stinks of fish..........HELP!!
See you on saturday! Be well.