After the game on Saturday, Gary reluctantly accepts the offer of preparing food for the following Tuesday's training session and arranges for a bulk order of premium faggots to be delivered from a butchers in Frome. Tuesday comes and training is rained off leaving Gary no option but to consume the lot to save having to bin them! Gary's wife, Kate, is also not happy as Gary thought he would also pick himself up a bargain whilst at the butchers and returned home with half a frozen pig which is now rammed into their fridge freezer! "Urgh, just my luck....this would never of happened if I was Nigel Jones!"