This is my son in the typical (that I’ve come to know) pose for a man: the ‘laid back casual wait between main course and dessert’.

Coincidently, that same foot is his one of choice for sucking in between mouthfuls of food. I would be offended if I’d taken the time to cook it myself this week. Yes, I’ve been naughty mum and been giving him dinner out of Mr Heinz’s tins. Maybe that’s why he’s sucking his foot too…?

Hey, if he eats it, he can have both feet up there with a beer in his hand for all I care.