The Gammon Joint
19 August 2013
My brother has found a gammon joint in the fridge. My dad got it out of the freezer the day of the unscheduled dismount from the ladder.
'What shall I do with it?' he asks me
I notice it is dated 14th August 'I don't think you should eat it' I say - 'dad should have put it in the freezer'.
'He did' says bro ' he took it out of the freezer last week - shall I put it back in?'
'NO!' I said in horror - you can't re-freeze it. It'll have to go out' - it was at this point I noticed it was dated 14th August 2010. I kid you not!
'Do you want it?' he asked
'Hell no - it'll have to go out'
'Dad'll go mad'
'Well I'm not having it in my freezer, fridge or my bin'
'We'll ask dad.' says bro, clearly gripped by blind panic of throwing a whole joint out (and me realising the bin men will not be round for it until a week next Tuesday).
I told Dad the joint was there and it would have to go out.
'Oh no', he said, horrified, - 'It'll be OK if we cook it.'
SERIOUSLY!!!!! You couldn't make it up!
I had a nifty peek at the oven while I was in there. - I wouldn't let my pet snake eat a mouse which had walked through that oven! I feel sick thinking about it - the place should be fumigated.
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