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Main course for me. Comfort food from childhood.
Boiled gammon, mashed potatoes, carrots and white sauce.
My Gran and my Mum used the make this. Carrots boiled with the bacon joint. Sweet as!

Today we’re expecting our two nieces and their Mum. They’re at just the right ages to play with our boys, so it should be a fun day for them as usual, and a hectic one for me.
Best part of Xmas Day for me was late last night when my little kid got a book for me to read to him called “Dad”. After we finished he looked at me and said, “I love you, Dad!” and gave me a big hug.
Wife wants to know what I think about the Assisted Dying Bill.
She’s strongly in favour: “It can’t come soon enough for some people,” she says.
Wife reckons she has kidney failure due to her high blood pressure. She says her kidneys are due to expire in 2074.
Sausages
Lincolnshire sausages are the finest sausages you can get.
I remember as a boy, fifty years ago, my grandmother making sausages at home for the local butcher. Sometimes, she would let me feed the sausage meat into the machine and then turn the handle to push it through into the skins.
A special treat then was boiled sausages for breakfast. The skins would fall off, and we ate them with white bread soaked in the soup or broth they created in the pan along with a dash of English mustard.
In later years, my Mum would travel to Boston in south Lincolnshire from her home in north Lincolnshire specially to buy sausages from the butcher who made the best Lincolnshire sausages.
She would freeze them and pack me off with ten or twelve wrapped in old newspaper whenever I came back to visit from university or when I first moved to Manchester and then London.
I haven’t had a proper Lincolnshire sausage for many years now. The ones we get now are made in Hampshire. They’re nice enough, better than any other variety of supermarket sausage I’ve tried, but you wouldn’t want to boil them.
They’re pretty versatile. They’re great with mashed potatoes and gravy, in a special Valentine’s casserole, in a Yorkshire pudding, with xmas dinner wrapped in bacon, in a bread finger roll with (or without) onions and ketchup, in a sandwich or, as my kids like to eat them, cold on their own in the bath after school.
