I've just had a Square Pie for my tea.
It was a proper bona fide Square Pie too: steak and guinness flavour, to be exact. C. was in London this weekend, and she brought back a raw pie from Selfridges for me to bake at my leisure. She's away again for the first half of this week, and I found it extremely comforting to have pie, mash and kale for my tea, along with a nice glass of red wine (especially as I'd just woken up from a nap).
Now, at this time of the year, that's proper comfort food. Well, any time of the year really. I'll certainly be having one in June at the Glastonbury Festival(assuming I get a ticket).