This bad boy arrived in the post for me yesterday afternoon. Imagine my delight as I unwrapped it, an early Fathers Day present from Fionnuala and the kids. For if there’s one thing I love more than honeycomb ice cream, it’s sausage rolls. Cold sausage rolls, none of that heating them up in an oven or microwave for me. Although I doubt if you could get this beast in a microwave, given it’s girth. It was akin to holding a bazooka!
I reckon it will take me some time to chow through the meaty behemoth, although I no doubt will have some others of help. Charlie the border terrier has already tasted it and approves. It’s the largest sausage roll in the British Isles apparently, weighing in at an impressive three pounds. Considerable running will be required to burn these calories off. I may need to be winched off the sofa when I finally polish it off.
Thank you to Fionnuala and the kids for this early gift. It certainly brought a smile to my face. I’ll post more photos as the weekend progresses if any other edible treats emerge. Happy Fathers Day to all the Dads out there and my thoughts are also with those of you who do not have a father to celebrate with. These days bring happiness for some abs sadness for others. I hope you are safe and well wherever you are today.