Football 1 Food 0
During these early summer weeks every two years, the eating habits of the Fulford family change suddenly (and, thank goodness, temporarily) because of the televised football from either the World Cup or European championships.
With none of the home nations participating this year, I thought things would be different. But no: I'm hooked and plonk myself in front of the telly for both the late afternoon and mid-evening games.
Consequently we eat - usually quite rapidly - in the period in between games. Easy-to-cook meals provide the answer some days. On others we raid the freezer for a chilli con carne or bolognaise sauce prepared some weeks earlier.
I usually regard our evening meal as an important social occasion. I relish eating home-cooked food based on good, wholesome ingredients with my family.
Neglecting this ritual isn't something that makes me proud, but perhaps it's no big deal when it happens so rarely.
The answer might be to attend such tournaments - where you could get a fill of football and the local nosh.
Now there's a business idea...football tours for foodies.
Apprentice, here I come.


Clueless, a liability and a Blues fan.
Fulford...no, I've decided...You're FIRED
If I believed the message was from Sir Alan Sugar, I might remind him that Blues beat his former club last season. Twice.