Earl Grey tea.

I am a much better version of myself if I get a cup of Earl Grey at around 4pm.

Chocolate spread

However, like peanut butter, it is banned from the house. This is part of project 'Skinny jeans by Christmas'. Instead I am eating toast and jam, which is probably not much better, but I don't find that I've absent-mindedly finished a whole pot of jam without realising. The same cannot be said for glorious nutella.

A drink.

It's Friday. The baby has a temperature and has been velcroed to me most of the day (he's finally asleep). A drink would be lovely, preferably, cold, sparkling and alcoholic. This prosecco would do very well indeed. Do I have to wait until 6pm?

Sourdough bread

The crust on the bread from the breadmaker is really crunchy and delicious, but I've found myself longing for that crackly chewiness that only proper takes-a-week-to-make sourdough bread delivers.
Hopefully there will be some at the next local farmers' market.

A mug of hot chocolate

It suddenly got cold and autumnal. Lovely. Out with the hot chocolate, like fluffy socks in a mug. I recommend the Clipper brand one, it ticks all the boxes: fairtrade, organic, make with water.