This afternoon I visited Ms W in her care home. We chatted as usual, while Ms W enjoyed a little treat, in the shape of an eclair this time. While discussing our likes and dislikes of food the other week, I'd suggested she tried "proper" porridge for breakfast. I'd even prepared a portion for her with oats, milk and raisins, only to be microwaved. Nope... it was still in the fridge a week on. I guess I'll have it tomorrow for my breakfast 😃