Ewww. So a few days ago a big box that said “Welcome to your new home!” was delivered to our house. (We actually didn’t move; we just renewed the lease but the letting agency still put a sign out front, which is presumably how the box people found us.) Anyway, my sister opened it to find that it was full of samples: toilet paper, air fresheners, food, etc. She, of course, promptly ate all the cookies. Last night Snookums and I were going through the rest of it when we found this. That’s right, “Omelette, Chips ‘N’ Beans” in a can. And that, my friends, is British cuisine in a nutshell. A soggy omelette and a handful of fries dumped into a can of baked beans and hermetically sealed for all eternity. Can you imagine what kind of a desperate, hung-over, poor fool would eat such a thing? And these people had an empire on which the sun never set. The mind boggles.