Meat, Then No Meat

My brother said that we could use up all the meat in his freezer as he woudln't be back in Bulgaria for at least another six months. We couldn't believe our luck as we had seen the fish, chicken, goat, sheep and pig meat all from last winter's slaughterings laying there waiting to be prepared and eaten over thsi winter Bulgarian style. It would save us a fortune in food bills and we were entirely grateful for the offer.

So he had now gone and we decide to start this weekend with a little joint of pork, but wait a minute, where are his house keys? Damn, we didn't know, he must have taken them back to England with him. Looks like luck has hit home again.