Miss and Master Chef

He peeled the tatties (begrudgingly; apparently wasn't happy I'd put them in cold water and not hot). He mashed them (violently, with butter and a slightly mad stare in his eye). He ate them (quickly; don't think any of it touched the sides). Thankfully his big sis was on hand to save the mince and the kitchen utensils.

They make a good team though, the pair of them, and it's a gastronomic leap up from Pot Noodle on toast.