Thankfully, as my children grow older my negotiating skills are needed less and less at the dinner table. However, when a sniffle of a complaint is now heard at dinner time, I’m often haunted by the battles I had to face in pursuit of a few healthy spoonfuls being consumed.

Two of my boys were particularly fussy and even though I found myself cooking more and more to their requirements, I like to think that we eventually settled on a middle ground.