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We all know that breakfast is supposed to be the most important meal of the day, yet very often we snatch a cup of coffee at 7am and a Mars Bar at 11. So the breakfast (or you can call it brunch) in bed bit is about making at least a weekend ritual of this much abused meal. And making it last as long as possible. The bed is optional.

I watch despairingly as someone spreads margarine and sugar-free jam on low-fat crackers. Surely an apple would be better, or a whole plateful of fruit for that matter, with some very good yoghurt and a drizzle of maple syrup. It’s not exactly rocket science.

I was brought up by highly organised Virgoan parents, who set the table for breakfast the night before. There was always a light, spongy orange or lemon cake, petits pains au chocolat, toast and all the trimmings, a plate of cheese, a bowl of fruit. Sometimes at weekends, there was pain perdu (eggy bread) or, as a treat, Moroccan beignets. Once in a blue moon we had the full English blow-out breakfast. Years of rebellion later, I’ve come back to the (breakfast) table and I love it. It’s a good way to start the day. Sweet or savoury first thing is a very personal choice (what’s wrong with a bit of both?) but I hope that, by gleaning a little from everywhere, I’ve covered all bases in this chapter and introduced you to ideas you might not otherwise have considered.