It's all your fault!
While telling you what my (obviously slightly unusual) children enjoy eating, I told you about and emailed you the recipe for my chicken nuggets. It reminded me how yum they are.
So, we had to have them for dinner.
Now, that's okay, because they are an occasional treat and we haven't had them since New Year, so I can live with that.
But me and deep frying just don't get on. It spits at me. I get burnt. In fact, lots of tiny burns all over my hands and the odd one on my right fore arm. Don't ask how I got one on my foot! To make things more interesting, there's always one I didn't know about. Until I put my rubber gloved hands into hot washing up water. Ow.
Definitely not one to do with children in the kitchen.