I had no idea what sort of cafuffle posting that lame excuse for a sandwich would cause. My sister became slightly psychotic. She went from laughing, to thousand yard stares, to incandescent rage. And that’s still going on now.

They were even showing my Gran the picture last night at John’s house. Now, my Gran is of the sweet variety. She isn’t some cranky, bitter old gimmer, but a truly lovely lady with rarely a bad word to say about anybody. However, when John showed her the offending lunch item, even she recoiled from the monitor with a disgusted ‘Eeeeeeewwwwww’.

This tipped my sister over the edge yet again as she started storming around the kitchen bemoaning the fact that that’s what John had asked for. Everybody gave her a sufficiently wide berth until she’d calmed down, but you could still cut the atmosphere with a knife. It’s a shame the same couldn’t be said for the sandwich.



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