It was difficult yesterday after an excessive lunch to feel hungry enough to eat the venison pies we’d bought from the deli later. But duty and meal schedule didn’t have much flexibility, so try we must.
The pies were wonderful, but our choice of vegetable accompaniment was restricted to what we’d had with the partridge the day before - broccoli, carrots and mash. But too full up from lunch to be arsed to go get something different, we acquiesced.
My biggest concern was what to do with the leftovers, knowing that kippers were scheduled for breakfast. So nothing was left over.