Mind you, these aren’t even decent sausages. These are those frozen, skinless Richmond abominations that are weirdly pink and don’t really taste of meat.
Cor, now I fancy a sausage. Even a Richmond one. Nestling there on a plate like a kitten in bed with its siblings, the two fried eggs, the 6 rashers of streaky bacon and the black pudding.
Cor, now I fancy a sausage. Even a Richmond one. Nestling there on a plate like a kitten in bed with its siblings, the two fried eggs, the 6 rashers of streaky bacon and the black pudding.
I had some of those Heck chicken sausages. They are quite nice but hard to tell when they are cooked.
Right, but they actually cost the same as caviar. Unpleasant, of course, but we just have to grin and bear it, for now.
Originally Posted by Burney
Caviar and sausages, innit.
Mind you, these aren’t even decent sausages. These are those frozen, skinless Richmond abominations that are weirdly pink and don’t really taste of meat.
"Plenty of strikers can score goals," he said, gesturing to the famous old stands casting shadows around us.
"But a lot have found it difficult wearing the number 9 shirt for The Arsenal."
Cor, now I fancy a sausage. Even a Richmond one. Nestling there on a plate like a kitten in bed with its siblings, the two fried eggs, the 6 rashers of streaky bacon and the black pudding.
What of the fried slice, hmm? After all, all that meat will have produced some wonderfully flavoured fat. Criminal to waste it.