I agree about those ghastly skinny little chickens Steve. Watery texture, weird flavour with suspicious overtones of chlorine. Wouldn't touch them with a barge pole. We get ours from neighbours, free range (the chickens, not the neighbours!) huge birds, firm flesh and full of flavour. And the creatures have had a nice life in their large back garden.

As a child I was always munching on raw meat of every kind. I adored raw liver and kidneys, mince and even raw pork sausages. My mother kept telling me I'd end up with a tapeworm. Even now, I quite like a raw lamb's kidney or two, rinsed and chopped up. Gawd knows what I'm risking.

My granny died of pernicious anaemia, and I was told she was made to eat raw liver. I couldn't understand why she had to be 'made' to do it!