The last of the ham was consumed at lunchtime. 2.8 kilos was a little too big methinks.
The remains of the goose was made into soup this afternoon - I had to break the carcass apart to get it to fit into the soup pot.
Thank goodness for the new freezer.
We still seem to have a mountain of biscuits/chocolate and other such healthy consumables. Which is a bummer really unless Paul eats them while I am in Coventry next week for the UK Open or hides them. The diet will be starting on my return...