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...... Yorkshire Pudding? *

Is it:
a) a caramel-flavoured dessert?
b) meat and potato in a pastry?
c) batter cooked in the oven?
d) apples and rhubarb with custard?

If you're a UK resident, you only get one attempt. If you're one of our non-dom board members, like Ton, Weka, Ally, or Victor you get two attempts. I'll give Suff three attempts because I'm not sure if he's Scottish, Belgian or French, or merely suffering an identity crisis.

Please bear in mind that Crommers and WM will be monitoring your answers VERY carefully .....

* If you haven't already guessed, this is a question taken from the practice tests in the Government's "Life in the UK" booklet ......

English side disk sometimes served with beef and gravy

Any road up, that's rather a random question for a citizenship test

Ahem!

I don't want to be a non-dom.

I don't mind being a dim-dom but definitely object to being a non anything.

I always thought a Yorkshire Pudding was something you fed to a farmed Haggis (as opposed to a wild Haggis who only eats black pudding) but that option isn't on there.

Confused of Befuddled

debih wrote:I always thought a Yorkshire Pudding was something you fed to a farmed Haggis (as opposed to a wild Haggis who only eats black pudding) but that option isn't on there.

Confused of Beffudled.

I always thought Haggis were wild - living near Glasgow farmed Haggis wasn't an option.

Next-door-neighbour of Confused of Befuddled.

Ally wrote:

debih wrote:I always thought a Yorkshire Pudding was something you fed to a farmed Haggis (as opposed to a wild Haggis who only eats black pudding) but that option isn't on there.

Confused of Beffudled.

I always thought Haggis were wild - living near Glasgow farmed Haggis wasn't an option.

Next-door-neighbour of Confused of Befuddled.

Have you never heard of the Famous Haggis herd of the Hebrides? They are closely related to the Famous Grouse (who, incidentally survive solely on Christmas Pudding).

When the Hebrides Haggis and the Grouse Haggis made an appearance just south of the Trossachs it was time for this Scottish lass to exit stage left and move to England.

When hunt the Haggis became the new national past time I knew I had to leave.

My mum warned me about Haggis!

I'm so much happier in my Haggis free existence.

I love haggis.

Yum yum yum.