Back to the Branston - when we lived in South Africa, there was a telegraph system in operation among the ex-pats whenever Branston Pickle, Sarson's Vinegar, Heinz products, Mars Bars or Weetabix were in any of the local shops. I would kill for Branston. Once for a friend's birthday gift I gathered a bottle of French wine, 6 Mars bars and a jar of Branston. She got the cheese out, and 3 of us scoffed the lot at one go! Now back in the UK, I like it and keep it in, but it must have been a case of forbidden fruit... I had a French student staying with me some years ago, and tried to introduce him to Marmite, which he said there was no way he was going to try. Then he discovered Twiglets... !

mouldy