Carvery Lunch on Sunday the fish was fried so thick you could crack it like a drumskin, pulled tight and hammered very hard. and the gravy on her lamb was delicious – I took some. this was lunchtime on Sunday, and we’d had a tense weekend; what can I say? sometimes you fight a little when you don’t have other plans. and I had a sick cousin and wasn’t dealing with it properly, and she had some problems as well. …