I shout…”FOOD.”

3 seconds later the phone rings.

Some stupid arse has just caused a massive accident on the A15. Another dead bodies everywhere, lives ruined etc sitch.

No wonder the local police are pissed off. And the people on Emergency Rescue (because they have a fam and a home to protect) who get about #MAX 4 hours sleep in every 24 before the next phone call from some Desk Pilot as he/she has their slippers on, a glass of Merlot in hand, a takeaway on their lap and the TV screening!

My kitchen just turned Blue with all the cuss words (mine included!)