Sophie brought home two certificates so she got to choose both main meal and desert this evening. After being gently steered away from home made sushi she eventually settled on homemade pizza and banoffee pie. Everyone in the house has their own pizza style. Felix has no cheese, Jay makes his stuffed crust. Pi tries to emulate Jay and I try to fit so much on that the middle barely cooks. Matt looks on with an air of superiority at our pizza efforts. He used to deliver pizzas and is (in his eyes) the only one in the house actually qualified to make pizza. His is minimalist in his toppings (Pepperoni, olives and sweetcorn) and that makes him happy. We all like our own individual  pizzas best and they make us happy too.