Chicken & tomatoe savoury roll
A long, long time ago in a metropolitan theatre, 2 leagues from the nearest shoe shop, Sir Charles Chicken was overseeing a production of Sophocles' Oedipus Rex.
The knives were out for Sir Charles, he had got a right roasting in the press and already the critics were calling it a turkey. His Jocasta, Sally Savoury, plucked from obscurity by Sir Charles, was bemoaning the lack of good rolls for women over a certain age and his stage hams were on strike.
"If only I could find a more realistic way to portray the scene where Oedipus gouges out his eyes, I know I could turn this thing around."
Just then a voice, bold, fresh and juicy, came forth.
"Sir, I may be just a baby but I'm cherry sure I can vine a solution to your woes. I shall be the blood in his eyes!"
Hoorah! The production was saved! The first night was a triumph! The only thing missing was his wife (she was on a hen do). Still, Sir Charles was eggstatic.
THE END.
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