We were given a meal of andouilette and black salsify at a French bike meeting. I went to bed rather hungry that evening.

You weren't hungry enough then Rik, at a French bike club do back in 1991 after a day and a half with not much grub, and in winter on a bike too,I wolfed down two of them,to the admiration of the rest of the club, and was made an honorary Picard on the spot.

All I could say was Oink Oink.

The end that I got wasn't the end that goes 'oink', I fear.