Shrooms

Because Gordon works on Sundays we can't have a family Sunday dinner. So we have a family Sunday breakfast instead. This is the kitchen staff chopping the mushrooms.

(It may look like communal, focussed commitment to the task in hand, but unsurprisingly it ended with half a box of chopped mushrooms flying through the air, thanks to a bossy sister and a determined brother)

The breakfast was very tasty though.