Fish pie; syrup sponge pudding and ice cream

Well, not quite hand-caught fish, but with the amount of rain we’ve had today I almost felt like it wouldn’t be surprising to see a fish swim past! It’s also been a day of biting my tongue as mum has repeatedly told me how much better she is, which mostly I can agree with, until she asks how old she is and gave me our postcode to help me work it out. 😬

On most other counts, though, she is indeed better, which I put down to going out twice this week: she always seems to function better after being with other people. Whether that will be the case for her medical appointment next Monday, which she is still worrying over, I don’t know.

Tonight’s fish pie was homemade-ish, in that I put it together out of fish pie mix (salmon, haddock, smoked haddock), cheese sauce concentrate from a jar (just mix with milk, in a small enough quantity I fail to see why this product exists (I bought it thinking the jar contained enough for multiple meals: it doesn’t, and I will definitely just make my own in future)), frozen peas, and ready-made mash (which seems even lazier but for me is totally worth it to save the effort of cooking and mashing potatoes).

It was pretty good despite the sauce, which was oddly sweet but with strong black peppery overtones once cooked. There was also too much of it in a cooking vessel that wasn’t big enough, as you might be able to tell from the headline photo, but there’s no-one to blame for that but myself! There is enough left for another meal, but only for one person, which I think is a good sign.

Then mum finished the fruit crumble from yesterday, once I’d reminded her that the microwave was capable of reheating it (with my assistance, anyway: it’s not capable of doing that all by itself, although surely it’s only a matter of time). I had a mini syrup sponge from Tesco; I thought the one I had from Iceland was good, but this one was clearly superior, with both the syrup and the sponge having flavour rather than the sponge just being fluffy and sweet, and the syrup just sticky and sweet. (Not that golden syrup has that much flavour above and beyond simple sweetness, but it does have some.)

I didn’t remember to take a photo and my phone isn’t yet smart enough to take photos by itself (although again it can only be a matter of time), so you’ll have to imagine what it looked like.

And there I must end as the new series of The Repair Shop is on and, although I always say I’m not going to watch it, I usually end up doing so. See ya later, Pineapples!