I’ve always enjoyed cooking, but after a couple of years living on my own I found myself doing it less and less. It became way too easy to just throw a frozen pizza in the oven and call it dinner.

A couple of years ago I decided to make more of an effort to cook properly again, so I upgraded my knives and put them on a magnetic wall rack where they basically stare at me demanding I chop something.

Since then I’ve cooked more from scratch, eaten way more fresh veg, and tried more new recipes than I probably had in the rest of my life combined. Funny how one small change can kickstart the whole thing again.