Last week Marv had the most awful fright when she came home to find the FSA (Food Standards Agency to you and me) at her front door. Apparently they thought the Marvling Bros. had a shop premises and didn't realise the whole operation was run from Marv's kitchen and front room. Marv didn't even have time to put on her goggles and mask, before they were in the kitchen inspecting the worktops. To top it all Ling turned up and unfortunately she had not had her Annual bath and Marv had to signal to her to go and hide herself. Despite it all, Marv's kitchen got a 4 star rating. Marv was very excited until Ling explained it was not Michelin stars. Then she was mildly excited.