And for anyone that's interested, Mark brick ain't the big baldy whippet guy covered in tats.
That dubious distinction goes to Carl williams, with his bowline whippets etc.
And the only thing big about the little twat, is his stupid fat head.
My mate used to closely inspect every piece of pork scratching in the packet, before he'd eat one.
I'd eat the ones with hairs on. Doesn't bother me in the slightest, nor the fat and salt.
Which is all the more surprising they didn't use those batons/truncheons to smash the teeth out of his head, then shove it down his throat to choke the c**t to death.