I have a fearful, shameful secret. You need to see it in the context of my profession.
Am I hit woman, you wonder – part of the notorious Murderesses Inc squad? Or do I provide PR for the arms industry?
Or is it that I have stolen money from my employer, siphoning away thousands and thousands of pounds slowly? Or was I responsible for some hideous health and safety breach?
The answer is – none of the above. I am a food critic, but at home at night and alone, my secret and guilty pleasure is chips dipped in salad cream.
Am I hit woman, you wonder – part of the notorious Murderesses Inc squad? Or do I provide PR for the arms industry?
Or is it that I have stolen money from my employer, siphoning away thousands and thousands of pounds slowly? Or was I responsible for some hideous health and safety breach?
The answer is – none of the above. I am a food critic, but at home at night and alone, my secret and guilty pleasure is chips dipped in salad cream.
