Home Alone

I'm home alone this evening and in a bit of a fix food-wise.

Usually, this doesn't present a problem as I'm rather self-sufficient and will typically sort myself out with a pretty simple but relatively healthy (baked-beans-based) meal and settle into re-running series 1 of Spooks on on-demand TV.

I could go for the easy and obvious beans option, or be more adventurous and look deeply into the big well-stocked, if unfortunately-named continental silver fridge (think: Red Dwarf), and rustle-up something exotic.

The only problem is that I've just been given an Easter egg and am sorely tempted to indulge in a marathon, self-indulgent, teeth-fizzling sugar frenzy.

Clearly, I'm missing adult company and conversation (take note Miss P).

To make a point I could go 'hog wild' on the Cadbury's, get a serious rush going, tear-up the house and blame it all on the dog..