Go out. Buy these. Get them to number one. It’s better than Mr fucking Blobby anyway.
I read the following on NUFC.com‘s Coxy’s Corner. Bovril (a meat-based hot drink from the UK) is putting little factoids on the back of current jars. One of them was the following:
“In 1994 enough Bovril drink was made to fill 90 million match day mugs.
In the same year Andy Cole became the highest ever premiership scorer with 34 goals in a season for Manchester United.”
Errr, that’ll be Newcastle United actually. Close, but no steaming hot mug of meaty-smelling beverage for the guy in the research department.
Me being me, I emailed Unilever who make Bovril. Sorry to say I don’t have a copy of that mail as it was on a web form. I am pleasantly surprised, though, to say that they replied:
Hello from Bovril
Thank you for your email.
Well done on spotting our deliberate mistake, I have passed your comments
on to the brand managers concerned.
Well done to Unilver for at least making the effort to send me a message back! Let’s see if they recall all the offending jars…
I’m just blogging about climing Mt Fansipan in Sapa, and it was exhausting. I’d have liked to have used the following to describe the exertion, but it’s a family-friendly blog, so I can’t. It’s a shame to waste it, so here you go:
“There was more heavy breathing than the last time I fucked a fat girl in a sauna.”
I thank you.