In a rare moment of lycanthropy, Sioned the Chef-Cat gazes
disapprovingly at her boozy mother.

The one known as "Corf" hides behind a hastily constructed lager shield. He believes that the magic properties of alcohol will prevent his boss from seeing him in the pub.

Leanne, the chefette, is texting a customer to see if they want their pizza cut up into 30 degree, 45 degree or 60 degree sectors. She has her trousers rolled up in case a particle of dough blocks the sink while the tap is running and floods the kitchen.

A bottle of soy sauce stands guard over a Ginsters sausage roll after spraying some of its contents over it. I suppose it's a territory thing.

The top half of a white batch has been hollowed out and the white inside eaten, while on the lower half, 4our slices of pepperoni have been placed along with some spinach, rocket, H2O cress and some sweet baby tomatoes. This was eaten in a sarcastic manner one Saturday afternoon while waiting for a stupid kid to choose what kind of soft drink he wanted to rot his guts with..

This charming gothic version of Thunderbird 3 stands all alone in an Edinburgh garden. Where is the gothic Alan Tracy? Is he having a gothic cup of tea and biscuit? No! He's got entangled with a group of gay puppets from the Fringe.

2wo slices of wholewheat multigrain toast anointed with olive-oil spread wrestle with half a tin of mashed pilchards which have been sprinkled with soy sauce.

It was unpleasant.