I used to dread going around to my sister’s house for dinner. She thinks just because she did home economics at school, she should be on Masterchef.

However, since her husband and I have bonded over her cooking, things have started to look up.

We had seen each other in swimwear on holidays so we both knew we liked what we saw.

Well, one thing led to another and now I’ve taken to asking for my steak to be well done as it gives me a few more minutes to have her husband as the appetiser.