Scene: a breakfast room in a PremierLodge Travelinn, somewhere near Manchester.
Time: 8.37 am.
Waitress: Is everything all right, sir?
Customer: Well since you ask, it's all
frankly, rather disturbing. This sausage obviously came from the bargain end of
the range, where the nearest it came to being real meat was to be shown a photo
of a smiling pig. This teabag, whilst being labelled as a 'Twinings Everyday
Rich and Full Bodied', was obviously made from the sweepings off the floor that
Twinings found left over in the warehouse after everything else had been sorted, packed and sent off to customers who actually like tea. Then we come to this allegedly fresh, but rather sinister glass of orange juice. Is it really meant to be glowing in the dark?
