I have had inquiries re Scotch eggs and what they look and taste like

Let me put it this way. At Systems Publishers, the MD's wife, Anne Murphy, would make them. Terry, the MD, would tuck into these cold delights and proceed to talk without licking his lips. Crumbs and bits of egg would fly forth. No one looked at Terry for half an hour after lunch was served. I ate one of them. I thought the heartburn would kill me. Hunger infinitely preferable to a Scotch egg, any day of the week.

Terry was also a dab hand with tea-time scones, cream and strawberry jam. Again, no licking of lips or dabbing with serviette. Oh, yes, snack time at Systems was fun.