Sunday Roast

I wouldn't be right to let Aunty Tiss go back up to Birmingham without a proper Sunday Roast. Beef, Roast spuds, 'neeps, carrots and of course Yorkshire Puds - finished off with horseradish sauce and Ports' special gravy. And a cheese board to die for.

Lucy wasn't convinced. But then she only had milk.

She did get to sit on the big table with all the grown ups in her Bumbo (with Muji Rabbit of course).

Aunty Tiss wasn't going to leave without a big glass of red wine and a lecture on returning library books (not really).