Every now and then you stumble across a story that whether actually true or not, is too funny to keep to yourself.
One such occasion arose when I had been talking to one of the neighbours at my last house and it turned out she used to work with a number my then colleagues at a local printers. When I next went to work, I asked if any of them knew her and they all did; some of them adding the comment "Isn't she the one who got married to Pork Pie?"
There had to be a story behind a nickname like that and sure enough, they had known this chap from many years ago when they all worked together and one particular morning he needed to go to the newsagents and asked if anybody wanted anything. One of the requests apparently went as follows:
Can you pick us up a pack of fags?
Sure, which ones to you want?
Get me twenty Bensons
What if they haven't got Bensons?
Well just bring back anything
And apparently, that's why they called him Pork Pie...
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I suppose there was always a very slight chance he could have been "Saviour of the Universe"...
Just caught up with your Blog. To be on the safe side make sure that you never ask the bloke to get a porkpie for you. You wouldn't want to break your abstention just yet.
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