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The G's aversion to all things organic endures . . . .
Her tried and trusted rule (that nothing that has grown on a bush or a tree or in the ground shall pass her lips) continues to govern her eating habits.
Fish Fingers, on the other hand (pardon the pun) . . . .
There is no limit to their consumption.
The B, thankfully, is open to all things edible, with fruit a particular favourite, I'm pleased to report.
Make no mistake, he enjoys a Fish Finger too, but unlike The G, he has grasped the fact that other foodstuffs are available . . . .
Like pizza, for instance, rivalling raspberries as his present preference, although a pretender to the throne has emerged in recent days.
Last Thursday, I asked him for ideas for passing the morning sans-sister, The G out at nursery, as per our regular routine.
"I'd like to eat some bacon sandwiches," he replied after some thought.
No problem there, I fired up the grill. This is an eating habit I'm pleased to encourage . . .