Food for thought

It’s my birthday today.

Last year we went to Norfolk and stayed in a lovely hotel called The Crown in Wells-next-the-Sea.

The year before that it was my 60th so we had dinner and stayed overnight at a Michelin star restaurant in rural Lincolnshire.

This year we’re at home and having a gourmet takeaway from a pub/restaurant just outside Cambridge.

We collected our order - wild garlic & celeriac soup, roast lamb, truffled brie brioche toastie with onion jam, lemon panettone bread & butter pudding with orange marmalade custard - at the weekend and it just needs to be heated up.

Meanwhile my birthday present from my wife is a gift voucher for the Peat Inn, a Michelin star restaurant in Fife. (Do you detect a trend?)

We’ve driven past the Peat Inn many times on our way to St Andrews and the coastal villages of Crail and Anstruther so I’m looking forward to finally stopping for dinner and staying the night, whenever that may be.

The voucher is valid for a year but I’m hoping to visit Scotland in May if hotels and restaurants are fully open by then.

Fingers crossed.

PS. My present to myself was a new office chair.

The old one could no longer bear the extra weight I have put on during lockdown and I kept sinking to the floor.

Do you think it was trying to tell me something?