Election days lose their thrill once you've voted, you've watched the potential leaders vote and you've laughed at the leaders' wives lie about who they've voted for. So, as it's a sunny day, I'm freelance and I was planning to be up all night anyway, I decided to cart myself off to the Downs.
Rumours have been swilling round Brighton of late, not only that everyone who said they were going to vote Green had failed to register, but also of a butchers which did homemade scotch eggs so amazing that you would immediately want to tattoo your face with the St George's cross. Or rather the St Andrew’s cross.
All this babbling about the wisdom of wrapping eggs in pig flesh is relevant to the wider goal. Our two A4 pages of Stuff We Need is not solely Stuff To Boost Millets Share Price. It's Compeed and drugs and snacks to eat between meals that won't ruin your appetite for pasta.
We haven't really road tested anything yet - although I'm telling you now it won't be Kendal mint cake (or that carb paste) - so why not start with a series of delicious English delicacies?
And delicacy it was indeed. Herby sausage meat with a crispy crumbly shell and a perfect egg. They had scones with clotted cream and strawberries in too, but the iPhone doesn't have a defibrillator, so I steered clear.
Next time out: jellied eels
What we have learned - election special:
Well, more ‘what have Green Party canvassers learned’: Just because I’m walking back from the station in performance outerwear, do not assume I voted Green
Boot update:
White clay mud still intact, now with brown topping. Bootiful.
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