I make pasta sauce with three vegetables, each of them a different colour.

I buy expensive sulphur-free dried fruit instead of roll-ups and muesli bars.

In the mornings, I peel the carrots for the lunchboxes in zebra stripes, because the children won’t eat them if they’re not peeled, but I know that most of a carrot’s nutrition is in the skin.

But tonight, I really couldn’t give a shit whether they even ate and the only thing that will motivate me to find the number to call the pizza man will be my own hunger pangs.