Just read the Hot Meat thread request (don't know that one) and it reminded me of a song I heard at a Midwest Morris Ale several years ago. It's a parody of the old whaling type songs, about the trials and tribulations of a group of hearty sailors going to sea in search of Mrs. Paul's fish fingers. I remember a line about...It took us forty days, me boys, to reach the Isle of Wight... and a bit about...The chinese take-away got there first...

Cheers!

June