...how come cans of bl00dy corned beef come with a key that doesn't open the tin and then you take your life in your hands trying to get to the nectar. Another plaster and a blaspheme later and I know the corned beef has defeated me yet again :( I wish my little girl didn't like the stuff. I have never encountered injury tackling cheese spread!
I may compose a very strong letter in the Times aimed at bringing this matter up at the highest level in Argentina!