Party like it's 1971

My dad and his family enjoying a nice spread. The processing date on the edge of the photo is "MAR • 71". Maybe they were celebrating Decimal Day.

Two hungry men

A breakfast at Jury's Inn, Brighton.

Saucy

An embarrassingly shit tea: a salad cream, German mustard and chilli sauce sandwich. Yes. I pretty much loved it, to be honest. Soz.

Alphabet treat

A basic tea. Alphabet spaghetti, livened up with some chilli sauce, chilli flakes, some sauerkraut, a splodge of German mustard and a bit of cheese. I ate it too fast and burned my mouth.

Dinner at Daniel's

A smashing dinner, cooked by our friend Daniel. Mushroom risotto with some ace salads out of a Jamie Oliver book, then a sort of Eton mess thing that was very brilliant. Thanks Daniel!

Sunday Simulcast

Sometimes in the '80s, before we had fancy TVs, if BBC2 or somebody was going to show a concert, they'd link up with Radio 1 or something, so you could watch the concert on your TV while hearing it in glorious stereo sound via your radio.
Well, last week, it was my turn to DJ at the Sunday Supplement at The Vauxhall Griffin, and I thought I'd do a link up between my two blogs, so that you could benefit from the full sensory experience. While DJing, I ate a nice roast beef dinner (pictured above). And if you'd like to see what I played, have a look over at Kiss & Make Up.

Saturday night and Sunday morning

A tandoori hot pizza from Domino's and a chicken, stuffing and fruity chutney sandwich from Pret. Oh dear.