Apparently a consignment of lard has washed-up in Scotland.
Storms over the east coast have resulted in several unusual relics from World War II washing up on an Angus beach.
Staff at St Cyrus nature reserve said four large, barrel-shaped pieces of lard have appeared on the shore.
The fat is believed to have escaped from the wreck of a merchant vessel that was bombed in WW II.
Scottish Natural Heritage said the lard was still a brilliant white and smelled “good enough to have a fry up with.“
Only in Scotland could they
Angus McHardy [who might just be Scottish], a local resident and retired fisherman, said he remembers similar events in the in early 1940s.
“I’d never seen anything like it,” he said. “There was quite a lot washed up at St Cyrus and beyond, not quite to Montrose.”
“Some barrels were complete and others were just lumps. People collected it. My grandma boiled it up to get the sand out. It was great because we couldn’t get fat during the war.”
He added: “After a storm in the late 60s or early 70s, the lard came up on-shore again. The seagulls thought it was a bonanza.”
Scotland has found a seemingly inexhaustible supply of saturated fats. The First Minister must be delighted. The Hell with North Sea oil when Scotland can lay claim to fat deposits that would put Überwald to shame.
Does this mean the Scottish people will re-elect…
…despite the best nannying efforts of Ms Sturgeon (why are these Scottish pols so fishy?) to nanny and coerce the population into “health”?
And I speak as someone who has had a lunch of deep-fried cheese washed down with an excellent beer in the Czech Republic.