In these times of financial hardship and uncertainty, the ever-present threat of nuclear armageddon and the bizarre antics of our own increasingly unhinged government, it's important to retain both a sense of perspective and a sense of humour, however puerile. It's in that spirit of childlike hope and optimism and schoolboy sniggering that I offer you this heading to a sub-section of a chapter in an instructional manual I consulted for some advice earlier today. I wonder if you can guess what sort of book it was?
Well, obviously it was this coookery book in which I sought some advice regarding roasting times for chickens. Why, what did you think it was? Eh? Eh?