We were never allowed squirty cream at home when I was a boy. Now DW buys it in for hot chocolate in the winter months and I just can't resist the temptation to raid the fridge for a sneaky squirt (so to speak).
I've just been rumbled again.
There must be something within the European Bill of Human rights that allows a man to apply discretion over his fair share of the squirty cream.
Discuss