The difficult second album.

Christmas is over and the turkey made me fat. Well, not just the turkey but the snacks and nibbles that went along with it, not to mention eating what feels like my body weight in chocolates. It really isn't my fault. There is a street in Brighton that has Hotel Chocolat, Rococo and Montezuma shops within staggering distance of each other. It would have been unfair of me to buy from one shop and not the other surely. Giant chocolate buttons almost convinced me there is a God but the kick from the wasabi and ginger truffles was a fusion food step too far I feel, (not that it stopped me eating a second just to be sure!)

All this eating and the post prandial need to sit very still for a while has given me plenty of time to answer the most asked question in the Thorn household recently. Mmmm perhaps not the most asked question as that is, "Are you all incapable of putting your dirty dishes in the dishwasher?" but that question is rhetorical of course. The other question, so far unanswered is, "So what's your next book about?" I had an idea but circumstances have put that one on hold for a bit. School dinners as a subject has now been "done" and I don't think we can get a series of institutional food books, "hospital food" doesn't evoke the same response I think.

I would like, actually need, to carry on writing. If you have any ideas please let me know. At the moment frugality and being less wasteful is top of the agenda so perhaps "101 ways with those chocolate covered turkish delights that no one likes" or "what to do with half a jar of cranberry sauce and a bag of mixed nuts" might be a goer, what do you think?