You’re right about coddled v. poached Dave, but I very much prefer the result of coddling - neat shape, none of that horrid stringy stuff you get with poaching, so I don’t bother about the difference, I still call them ‘poached’ as you do.

Y’know, years ago I used to talk to other blokes about football, girls, and guitars. And now I’m talking to them about aches and pains, pills, and poaching eggs! I hate getting old! ;-) :-)