I drifted out of sleep at around 4am the night/morning after I'd made it - there was a delightful smell of calf shin stock in the air. I realised that MrLapLap had woken up with a huge craving and was tucking into it 'guiltily'.

I'd made a huge amount. We had enough for some more the next day (when it had reached perfection) but no more. And there's only two of us!