Damn, Christmas ham talk is making me sad. I usually buy one early in the New Year, when they're cheap. Year before last, I got a 5.5 kg one for under £20, boiled it with garlic, an onion and celery (discarded) and divided into five chunks, four for the freezer.
We're going alongside this morning and I was hoping to slope off to a pub and get a bottle of conditioner, I hope the Gestapo aren't waiting for me.
I mean, with my name, I'm never getting off, am I?