Saddle Sores

That damn book I read as a child was to blame.

It was some cheap kids book from England written when women were classed as furniture, and in it, the main character had a horse that died at some point, and then he ate part of the horse, to say goodbye.

And ever since, I've wanted to try it.

But it's not something you can pop down to the shops for. I spent years tracking down a legal source for it.

But I got it, cooked it, and the worst thing happened.

It was the best thing I'd ever had.