I can prove it about the cheese. A few weeks ago I thought I'd try some Pie d'Angloys. I bought a lump and stuck it in the fridge. Next day Mrs Steve threatened divorce if I didn't remove it immediately. Damn stuff stunk out not just the fridge but the whole house, in spite of my triple-wrapping it in polythene bags. We could still whiff it 24 hours after its extirpation from the premises. Bloody French muck, coming over here and taking over our houses like that... Mind you, it tasted bloody good...
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