While at home last weekend, my son, a 22-year old school teacher, who shares a flat with three other young teachers, was discussing the cost of food. On being told what I had paid for mince at my butcher's, he told me that, in Sidcup, he had bought mince at --pence a pound; however,when he cooked it, he found it contained small pieces of bone and gristle. His face was a picture when I told him that his 'bargain' was pets' meat!
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