In a whimsical Facebook moment I suggested that life would be more bearable if everything were as fine and reliable as a good pork pie. Too true, you may feel like saying and I wouldn't blame you. Need it really be said that the ready availability of quality pork pies is one of the great benefits of returning to the United Kingdom?
A friend emails:
"Your status update puts it beautifully. There is something about pork and pastry alright. I'm a sausage roll man myself, but there are so many poor versions out there it's always a gamble. The upside of pork pies is that anyone who bothers to make them these days tends to know what they're doing. Ah, the joys of anachronous snacks."
Joy indeed, as this picture demonstrates.