I like cooking. It’s the second-best part of dinner time – the eating is number one, of course. But instead of enjoying my time in the kitchen, the looming mealtime hangs over my head like a cloud. I dread the thought of the kids standing at my feet, Millie crying that she’s “soooo hungry”, while I stand with both the fridge and pantry open, hoping some inspiration – or better still, Jamie Oliver – will jump out at me.

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