

With back-to-school upon us, it's not the buying of new school shoes, checking of uniforms or getting back into the daily schedule that terrifies me. It's the lunchboxes.
Or at least, it used to be.
With three primary school-aged kids, I've made hundreds of lunchboxes in my time, but it has taken me years to finally get the formula right. For a long time, my boys would take turns being "the fussy one" when it came to school lunches.
I'd look at the contents of their barely-touched lunchbox with my mum-detective hat on. Where was I going wrong? Had they gone off sandwiches? Was the fruit I'd chosen too hard, too soft and how could I find the Goldilocks of fruit that was just right?