I am munching on a bag of rocket, watercress and spinach leaves….feeling positively salubrious….

Daughter:  That’s just wrong…

Undeterred by those who do not appreciate the glory of green I carry on munching …

Daughter: You haven’t even washed them…

She is of course right..but still…I feel a need to save face..

Me: They’re already washed…

A pregnant pause and I just know something absurd is on its way…

Daughter:  And your sins mother….have they been washed clean…