Feel sorry for the kids having to wait for possibly an hour or more to have their dinner, presumably their only hot meal of the day, whilst their parents faff about in the cold filming the outdoor cooking. They could have cooked pasta or something quick in the van. In fact I’m pretty sure they must make pasta as well for the kids. Or maybe they just survive on biscuits and sweets. There’s no way my kids would eat all that random food mushed up in a pan. Frankfurters, mystery meat and mushrooms