You have to have been walking around wearing a blindfold and a pair of ear defenders not to have noticed the inflight catering Virgin complaint letter that's been doing the rounds on the internet recently.

Well our colleagues over on sister website Flightglobal have challenged Caterersearch to identify the food in the picture.

So I need your help - and I'm willing to pay. The best answer will receive A Life in the Kitchen by the fabulously talented Michel Roux Jr of London landmark Le Gavroche.

You don't get to a position like yours Richard with anything less than a generous sprinkling of observational power so I KNOW you will have spotted the tomato next to the two yellow shafts of sponge on the left. Yes, it's next to the sponge shaft without the green paste. That's got to be the clue hasn't it. No sane person would serve a desert with a tomato would they. Well answer me this Richard, what sort of animal would serve a desert with peas in: [see image 2, above].

I know it looks like a baaji but it's in custard Richard, custard. It must be the pudding. Well you'll be fascinated to hear that it wasn't custard. It was a sour gel with a clear oil on top. It's only redeeming feature was that it managed to be so alien to my palette that it took away the taste of the curry emanating from our miscellaneous central cuboid of beige matter. Perhaps the meal on the left might be the desert after all.

What do I think? The dish on the left is clearly two large slices of Branston cheesecake drizzled in pesto and accompanied by a tomato wedge, while the one on the right is a fish and saffron crumble served with creme anglaise.

So a prize for the best answer - and better still - if you can recreate it (we need video evidence here that your dishes are both sweet and savoury), we'll take you to for a slap-up meal at the Popham Little Chef.

For stressed or depressed commuters everywhere, and of course hotel guests, the Sun Meadow is claimed to make use of the latest in light therapy technology to relax and rejuvenate you.

According to the press release "as you lie in the cool contemporary room, whilst gentle sounds fill your ears, you can feel the mild heat of the ultraviolet sun beams caress your body from head to toe", which has to be a better alternative to slapping on a load of cheap fake-tan from Boots and mixing yourself a Margareta.

Also, if you get a bit down during these grey old days the treatment is supposed to be perfect for combating SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder) and safer than a bottle of whiskey (oh, is that just me).  

So don't be SAD this winter be happy. 

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