Guacamole suspicion

My brother, Wol, and my niece came up this evening in anticipation of our Faux Christmas tomorrow (as they will be in Spain for actual day). We were to pick them up at seven forty-five and then go for a curry in Kirkby Lonsdale - which is, in fact, what we did - but that meant a long wait for Dan, Abi, and Milly, who typically arrive home hungry.

This type of situation - eating late, not my brother visiting - arises more often than you might think and my common tactic is to buy the kids a bag of Doritos and some salsa dip. This evening, though, Milly fancied making some guacamole, too, so we bought some avocados as well. 

Abi, as you can see, was not convinced by the final result (although I tried it and it was delicious).