As I predicted this morning, I've had four slices of bread and spread for my lunch 'cos Steve had his mum's chilli leftovers and 2 mini pork pies so didn't fancy cooking for at least the third day on the trot, but it could be the fourth.
I doubt my carer cooked on Monday, so that might have been the MugShot day for the pair of us (courtesy of me), Tuesday is the day I'm not sure about 'cos nothing happened that day so I might have persuaded my carer to cook something then, yesterday we waited until Steve got back from the hospital and he had his Greggs stuff and I had a(nother?) MugShot in the evening and today is the bread and spread. Basically we are over half way through the week and I've only had possibly one meal out of a possible 8 cooked by my carer, despite him telling everyone that he cooks all the meals for me. You all already know that rant by now though 😜
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