Please God, turn back time so I can get onto Masterchef.

It’s back!

My one weakness (although my husband would argue fervently that I have more) is my passion for MasterChef.

I have no idea how it has slurped and slopped its way into my soul, but it has.  It is also the cause of much anguish, of which my husband has had a belly full.  As soon as he hears the signature tune he disappears into his study, because he can’t stand hearing me wailing, ‘It should be me with that apron on.’

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