Clearing out old folders and the work of students who've left, nevermore to be seen (three ashen faced, knuckle sweating examinations apart), and hidden between the folds of leathery tan A4 wallets from two years back, I find a full half packet of chocolate chip cookies.

Yes of course I ate them. Eating them right now.

Tested one on Jake (aged eleven, favourite food kit kat) first, though.