News from the home country has been interesting this week, with an increasing number of retail outlets reporting that a percentage of beef in their beef products is actually horse.

Personally, I don’t understand what all the fuss is about. Horses, cows, sheep, pandas, they’re all just food on legs; kept in appalling conditions that we would rather not know about before being slaughtered in a concrete room awash with blood and then neatly packaged for our consumption. Yummy.

Anyway, I understand that the tests are based on DNA, so it might just be horse semen rather than meat, so that must be some comfort; goodness only knows what goes on in those abattoirs.

Still, the Daily Mail and similar are aghast at the “contaminated” meat scandal and hundreds of lines of breathless prose is being expended in describing what is seen as the biggest threat to Western civilisation since Prince Harry got his tackle out in Vegas.

Of course we don’t have to worry about such things in Thailand. It’s a given that minced pork is very unlikely to be all pork. Those Northern sausages that are so delicious may have an historical pig-based recipe; but who knows what is thrown into the sausage machine nowadays; especially the fatty bits. Unlike those moaners back in the UK, provided it’s a bit spicy, we’ll eat anything.

Pork seems to be the leading meat here; but I have never seen any evidence of substantial pig farming. There again, I haven’t seen that many horses, other than at the polo club.

I did spot this one on the road this afternoon; but it seemed a little skinny to throw on the BBQ:

Mark my words, when the fall comes, people will be happy to eat anything; although I would draw a line at my pussies.