I've been fancy one for weeks. Because of Mics diet I have been concentrating on his food and not mine. Today I succumbed and bought back bacon rashers, just an 8oz pack for me. On the way home I could fair taste that bacon. Shopping put away, Mic fed I opened the pack. One bloody rasher as thick as a plank of wood, I was so mad. In different times I would have been straight back to the shop. So I had to settle for tea and a fag. Grrrrrr.