When I first moved to Dorset, I was quite excited at the idea of their being tigers running round in the wild. In fact our village has one called the Crossways Cat, and the village down the road has The Beast of Bockhampton.

However as i have seen neither beast, I am doubtful of ever seeing one of them even.

I am just as doubtful of ever finding an ice cream flavoured with Black Olives or Garlic that will ever taste even edible.

Call me a cynic.