I just had a bed of butterleaf and rice with battered haddock fried with tomatos, courgette, peppers. mushrooms and garlic, simmered in jalfrezi sauce and finally peas added. And halfway through, after I've ignored the doorbell, I answer the knocking and I'm standing there, holding my piled up plate and there's a guy with a clipboard. He says he's conducting a survey about "media" and actually asks if I'd like to take part. Incidentally, I'm in my thunderbags (put jeans in machine but decide to eat before showering). I reply "I'm sorry?" because, I admit, I'm a little perplexed here, this isn't a version of reality I've ever rehearsed for. He repeats it. I actually have to say "no". Ffs. A fucking survey about media! Yeah, sure, come on in! Excuse me while I take a shit though, you can talk to me through the door. I don't typically answer the door in my thunderbags. The curry was v. tasty.
Thanks. I was going to ask what temperature to do it at; but then I found: https://www.food.com/recipe/lobster-thermostat-32707
had butchers bangers, mash and *proper* onion gravy Friday - delish. most effort goes into the onion gravy but so worth it.