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We live in a flat, the five of us, so there’s no room for a dining table to fit everyone around. For special occasions, we pull out the drop-leaf table my late mum gave to me, but it’s a bit of a faff, so instead I put a picnic blanket on the carpet, cook up some fajitas, like the recipe on p31, and try to engage our teenage children in conversation. ‘So, kids, what did you do at school this week?’ Response: Shrug. Grunt. Ah well, I can but try. At least it keeps them off the screens. Fortunately, we do have some outdoor space, and with two bank holidays in May, it’s a great chance to carry our trays onto the terrace and feast in the sunshine. A particular…