Mussels

When we get home from nursery the boys have a drink of milk.

The other day I walked into the kitchen and saw this:

Milk on the floor – I am assured that this is not actually a mess

‘Simon, why did you make a big mess?’ I ask.

Simon replied (I kid you not): ‘It’s not a mess – it’s art.’

And there you have it, folks. Tate Modern, here we come.

This blog post title is a bit of a hoax. We did have mussels for dinner. But there was no work involved. I got those bags of mussels where it’s prepackaged in garlic and white wine sauce, and all you have to do is boil the bag in water for 7 minutes. A proper first world innovation, that is!