How sausages are made

ttt for Tommy.

Tommy is a sausageaholic.

I'm not old enough to watch that video.

can't believe this dropped to page 2 so soon

Thought this was going to be an old  Generation Game clip with Brucie.

Saddam Husain put alive people into a mincing machine. I imagined something much bigger but maybe it was not!

If they were in favour they went in head first but otherwise feet first!!

If they were in favour??

Just the way I read it.

Might be something to do with performing a sex act.....

Just having two pork sausages with caramelised red onions and two eggs fried in lard naturally, for lunch.


This clip is not a sausage factory, more like a fertiliser factory disposing of condemned carcasses.

Are you having "Dripping & Bread" as an accompaniment?

Mopped up the lard with a large slice of Pane Pugliese. Waste not want not.

Absolute class.

This reminds me of happy days at art college.

I got £1.00 per day for subsistance which had to cover petrol food and most importantly beer and cider.

The deal was we would buy a massive bread cake (as big as a flat cap) for two to share.

Sometimes just with dripping, and sometimes filled with a portion of chips, which was a gourmet luxury.

This would leave me with a very useful surfeit, for the two days per week when we had a following evening class, and an hour and a half
to be suitably refreshed with beer/cider and the odd Cornish Pasty.

My God, how well we lived through those three wonderful years, doing what art students do!

You and I were brought up in a time of real austerity AP and food was considered to be something precious and not to be wasted. Right, we enjoyed going for a drink or two but many of us worked during the holidays to earn the money for this. The best holiday job I had was in a brewery. Hard work, a few drinks and a fair day's pay.

Yeah but we didn't know any better so it was cool.

I also worked for a brewery but I was Interior Design Manager in the 70s.

Holiday jobs and Saturday jobs.....

Wookworths in Leeds on Saturdays, commencing when I was fifteen and a half, which was the minimum age there.

Later during college holidays I drove a van delivering wallpaper, which was ok, but it was always sunny and hot back then,
and I really wanted to be on the beach.

Another job delivering vending ingredients, and later working in oppressive heat, in a photo develop and print lab.
Couldn't concentrate, as I was madly besotted with a beautiful girl in the dark room.

As you said, it was good to have some decent money, to enjoy the fruits of our labour.

my Saturday job was at the TG Green pottery works where they made the famous cornishware, by god it was hot but it cleared up greasy hair and skin. 95% of the staff were women and they were animals!!!

I had a part-time job in a stakis bar. Got a nice steak meal and a few drinks at the end.
Was at uni at the time so was only decent food I got all week.
(Was a long time ago Kenny in case you read this )

It must have been. About the time The Beatles disbanded I reckon.

Slightly earlier.

Lunch in the staff canteen at "Woolies" was brilliant!

Examples Liver and Onions, with mash and veg, was 10 pence (old money) and the superb Bread & Butter pudding with custard was 4 pence.

I even called in a couple of times after leaving, as there were no checks and the servers knew me anyway!