P.S.

Running true to form, though I took the chicken out of the freezer and put it in the fridge yesterday, Gabriel phoned me at the hospice to say she wasn't feeling terribly well, so called off tonight's family  supper date.

It was probably just as well because it wouldn't have been cooked in time to cater for the little ones, but I'll have to cook it tomorrow and I've been invited out for supper with the children!  I'm beginning to wonder if they're all a bit afraid to risk my cooking.

OK.  Confess.  Who warned them!?