I’ve been very busy over the past few weeks doing some paid writing work which is always a fabulous, rare opportunity for any budding blogger. Tonight I managed to get a rare 30 minutes to sit down and watch some TV! No reading, no writing just chilling out for half an hour to myself. I settled down with a milky coffee and switched on the box. Masterchef was on and I was too tired to even lift the remote so I thought it would give it a crack.

Through the salmon pink suit of Matt Preston and the bright orange animations attacking my retinas all I kept hearing was ‘honest’ food. What the hell is honest food?? Was a waffle slightly devious? Was a chiko roll caught with its greasy paw in someone’s purse? I’m all for being creative with words but if hear ‘honest food’ one more time I think I might muster the energy to switch channels!