This evening, for the first time in my life, I ate a salad for dinner as the only dinner thing. Not because I was trying to be polite at a dinner party (I made it myself, for myself, at the same time as I was preparing fish fingers for the kids). Not because I’m on a diet (although I am experimenting with high fibre foods this week). Just because I’ve recently discovered another salad I like, and I kinda fancied it.
What is happening to me.