A Message from a Jock in Exile in Kazakhstan
I have really upset a friend of mine who is currently working in Kazahkstan, by posting a picture of a bacon sandwich.
Here is what he said.
Here I am in the middle of now where and you show me one of the best things in life. You rotten little bugger !!! O’ps I forgot the HP just to round it off. I am so looking forward to getting home a week on Sunday as being a Jock I am having fish withdrawals as there is absolutely nothing here and I suppose I could not get any further from the open sea. There is Sturgeon but there is a ban on fishing it as they are trying to preserve the Caviar stocks after years of over fishing. So no fish, no scampi, no scallops, no lobster, no crabs in fact no anything which is nice.
Long live good old Blighty.
The Anonymous Widower 
Bacon sandwiches always remind me of my dad who worked as a porter in Covent Garden vegetable market during the 1930s and for whom the smell of bacon sandwiches always brought back vivid memories. Every morning, after several hours work, the porters would go to one of the local cafes for a bacon sandwich breakfast. They would bring their own tomatoes and mushrooms fresh from from the market, which the cafe proprietor would add to the bacon sandwiches.
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