Sunday morning, Father's Day here in Australia, I let the Mr B sleep in.
Meanwhile I donned the gardening gloves and braved the sting of nettles for my pesto. I followed Kates at Lunchlady's recipe. I didn't have sunflower seeds, pumpkin seeds worked fine. I must say I could not proceed beyond the pesto making as Mr B is the best egg poacher I know.
Mind you, no man minds being woken to be told that their poaching magic is required in the kitchen. I did have to butter him up with a kiss.