So I finally managed to persuade the school to refrain from putting the evil potato products on Baby Boudica The Elder’s plate at lunch time!
Yay! There was much excitement at this
So you’d think he’d be pleased? Especially as they even went to far as to give him extra fish to make up for not having chips?
Apparently the fish was yucky.
This is the same fish he’s been happily eating the whole time, while glaring at the offending chips. But no. Now it is yucky.
I despair, really I do.
And to cap off a beautiful week, Mr Boudica told him that crisps are made of potato.
Thanks for that. Anyone fancy a packet of ready salted? I seem to have quite a few going spare….