Before I settle down I must have a word.
And that word is Goat.

And I thank the goat for producing the milk which made the cheese which went on the scone which went on to accompany the pasta.

The warm scone with its lumps and bumps and hills and valleys oozed meltingly gorgeous cheeseyness as we tore through it whilst watching the news.

I love this addition to my culinary repertoire, there's nothing like finding new friends. And goats, after tonight's meal, are definitely my new BFF. Yeah?

Goodnight