Fighting with Tins

I've never been keen on false economy. (actually I've never been keen on any kind of economy, but that is by the by). Therefore I'm not sure what it was that made me buy a cheap tin opener. Perhaps I hoped I could use the money saved to buy some gadget or other. Anyhoo, it was a bad move. Fighting your way into a Fray Bentos tinned meat pie with the apology for an opener that we ended up stuck with is just the kind of thing that you don't want to do after a hard day at the office.

Perhap I'm being unfair to the device. Perhaps when it was new, all those years ago, it was actally able to do what its name implies. But now it doesn't. What it does do is extract swear words and blood in equal measures whilst scratching the paint on the pie tin a bit.

So next time I'm in a position to get one I'm going to get the finest and poshest opener that money can buy. Which is a gadget of sorts I suppose.