It happens all the time to the English in both Scotland and Wales. Trouble is it never gets reported, or even noticed until the window cleaner comes, because neither roast beef or chicken korma can break windows!

Perhaps the perpetrators (sp?) were merely in training for the annual black pudding hurling championships just down the road in Bury and got it a bit wrong?

Cheers

Dave the Gnome, who used to work in Rochdale and wander the moors above it at weekends. Never saw a migrant haggis there but spotted many a shy and furtive wild black pud....