Saturday evening is the end of our weekend, here in Dubai. It’s usually a time for a final bit of family time before the new week starts – normally a dinner together (something like this Sausage and Puy Lentil Pot, which I can make earlier in the day, would fit the bill) and the hope that –
- packed lunches for the next day are already made – because there’s nothing worse for me than having it still to do after dinner
- everyone has finished their homework
- there’ll be no last minute, “OMG, I’ve forgotten to do ……” (fill in the blank as necessary)
- there will be a bottle of wine open in the fridge, because you know the rule – if there’s a bottle open, it’s OK to have a cheeky glass, even if it’s school the next day.
And with Saturday night dinner comes that weekly debate … and it’s a BIG ONE – who is going to fill the food flasks in the morning? Because the thing is, it’s one of THOSE mornings – one of those mornings when #1 and #2 teenage sons have swim training and for them, that means leaving the house at a time with a 4 in it….