That sounds pretty good, guest, though that particular dish cosa nostra uses italian fennel-infested sausages instead of the black pudding. In a little town in Andalucia, Canjayar in the Alpujarras, yer man in the main bar in the village square presented us with his latest tapas invention, "huevos sorpresas". Basically, it was a bap containing a fried egg, the "surprise" being that there was also a bloody great big wodge of the local morcilla in there as well! It slightly shocked non-black pudding-eating Mrs Steve, though she devoured it manfully. I loved it so much that I had seconds! My way with Bury black pud is very simple. I strip off the skin, slice it up and fry it for a few minutes in butter. I'll live forever, I tell you!

Anyway, that's serious thread drift. If you sit on a cold stone wall you'll get piles. Avoid.