I do have a photo showing the aftermath of the first mustard gas attack in 1915 where everything was dead but thought it's not something I needed to post.
My Grandfather (white naval uniform my previous post Lt. Cdr. RNVR) served in WW1 in the Med and off Gallipoli. After the end he volunteered along with lots of others to go to the ex-Western front for recovery and salvage. As you can imagine, he saw things every day that a person should never. And it doesn't leave them you know. Often well hidden/tucked away for years and then woosh, it comes back. My Dad (WW2 North Africa & Italy) hid his horrors until he was well into his 80s and then bits came out, telling it (often tearfully, which was VERY unlike my Dad) like it happened yesterday. Dr said it was quite typical delayed PTSD for that generation. They were all casualties.
I'm gonna assume chittlins... which although may sound a little nicer doesn't make them any more appealing.
Andoullette. The french waitress told us it was belly of the pig . Ah , nice pork belly, yes please. Err no it wasn't, it was intestines and other shit. At least it gives our group something to keep talking about. I ate what I could of it, the smell put the others off their food more than me.
I very much enjoy a sausage and I don't know about anyone else but I'd rather eat eyeballs, arseholes & earholes in a seasoned mixture of breadcrumbs encased in a skin and grilled till crisp than any other way. However the Andouillette does look to be an acquired taste and as mentioned the smell seems to be quite err... formidable which I suspect even a large helping of strong English mustard would have difficulty dispelling. On a, sortov, similar theme there is a description in Tampopo (one of my favourite films) of an autumn hunt where after shooting a wild boar it is cut open and the large intestines are immediately cooked over an open fire as they are full of part digested yams it has been gorging on....
The PM that sold all the nations assets. Selling the water has really worked well, rivers full of shit, less reservoirs than we had in 1990, and your water bill is going up 35% on average -might be more- next year. Selling the trains - look at the prices they charge and they are still not on time, maybe the sandwiches are better? Selling British Gas who rip us off even more than the Trains but less than the water thieves. Selling British Airways, one of the most successful airlines ever. Selling of all the North Sea Oil rights -insane... Then pushing the country into services and no manufacturing. Thats really worked out now that the London Financial center is screwed due to BREXIT. Selling all the social housing but not building any replacements. FFS I don't like Keir that much. But he at least hasn't screwed everything he has touched.
