When I was little, my parents always flirted over meals and Dad would give marks out of ten for the cooking. My late mother Maddy was an exceptional cook when it came to pastries and cakes and tea was always a gorgeous meal. Meat and vegetables it has to be said was not her forte and even today my sisters, brother and I still remember her lamb stew. If you could eat that you could eat anything. On a good day it looked like road kill.
When working for our shared grandfather in Mountain Ash, your dear Mum often invited me for lunch. I can testify to the excellence of her cooking!