Recently, I won a box of gluten-free Perkier goodies, in a Mother’s Day competition run by the Free-From Fairy.
And then, this week, I gave most of them away.
It’s not that the treats weren’t tempting. Or delicious (like the tiffin and rocky road bars, which – I have to admit – I couldn’t resist gnawing on in secret, after I’d plonked the kids in front of Peppa Pig to buy myself a few pester-free moments.)
No. I’d decided that there was a more fitting recipient of this delightful box: my friend’s two-year-old daughter, who has recently been diagnosed with coeliac disease, and so is unable to eat any food containing gluten.
My friend had invited us round for tea last weekend, and I decided that – rather than take a bottle of wine – I’d bring my Perkier box to the table.
As it turned out, the little girl is unable to eat oats, as well as the more usual bread, pasta and cereals.