"There's nowhere like home and my family mean the world to me," explains Lloyd, who had a memorable first audition on The X Factor in more than one way when his grandmother, Nanny Chris, brought a plate of
fishfinger sandwiches for Simon Cowell.
His nan was even in the audience telling presenter Becca Dudley how proud she was of her grandson and about her
fishfinger sandwiches.
There's no time to go shopping again, so tonight's dinner is what the kids call their "favourite emergency tea" -
fishfinger sandwiches and peas.
However, tonight's show provides a first courtesy of a nanny from the Valleys who tries to win Simon Cowell's favour with a box full of homemade
fishfinger sandwiches.
The Scotland boss wasn't watching the swingometer, tuning in to see Theresa May floundering on the same stage as Lord Buckethead and Mr
Fishfinger.
Instead, I tucked in to a VAT-free sausage roll and a couple of
fishfinger sandwiches, all washed down with a vintage bottle of Cola '97.
Kiddichef will open its doors in Kingstanding later this year, and there won't be a single chicken nugget, chip or
fishfinger on the menu.
The kids had pizza and curly fries and
fishfinger and curly fries between them.
Lloyd melted hearts at his first audition for the ITV singing contest - as did his Nanny Christine who arrived with a Tupperware box of
fishfinger sandwiches and insisted on feeding them to Simon Cowell.
This time around it was no exception with the likes of Lord Buckethead, Elmo and Mr
Fishfinger vying for votes.
VALUE: Not sure about that
fishfinger sandwich but otherwise not too frightening.
ahhh"; "Please, please don't eat that icecream - post it to me in Pennsylvania"; "That cheese burger has made me realise how futile and moribund my life really is." In response to the mountain of perfect beef Wellingtons, elaborate cakes, sticky spare ribs during a business luncheon and terrific trifles, I post a single uncooked
fishfinger.
19/20 FOOD AND DRINK: They do
fishfinger sandwiches!
Even after a 10-hour day in the office, feeding the family would be a doddle with a
fishfinger bush in the back garden and a cactus sprouting spaghetti Bolognese in the conservatory.
I used to be able to spend days watching re-runs of Star Trek or old films, pausing only to get a
fishfinger sandwich before disappearing under the duvet.
