Congealed Blood

Today we stopped at the Butchers shop on the way back from the Crem. I don't suppose this is a good idea as we were in the Hearse and I suppose the neighbours might be curious who is supplying his meat. Anyway, this is an award winning Butcher and he sends his Black puddings to the Queen (weather she wants them or not!!). So we purchased 3 huge links and a bag of his famous Pork Scratchings. It was all laid out on a plate when we got back to base. If the demolition of this food could have been filmed in slow motion, it would be like a plague of Locusts had hit it. Gone in 2 minutes? I am feeling guilty now as I am also out for a meal tonight. We figure that we are putting our winter coats on by eating more? and it is a great help to my diaphragmatic muscle I use for blowing the Bone (also known as 'Fat Belly').