When I was doing the grocery shopping the other day I ordered us a pizza for our tea tonight. (Yes, mea culpa, I do my grocery shopping online. That’s ‘cos I hate shopping in shops: I hate shopping for clothes, I hate shopping for shoes, but most of all, I really really hate shopping for food.)
So anyway, while I was scrolling through the interminable list of food products, randomly clicking the “buy” button next to the exact same things I buy every other bloody week (imaginative cooking is not my forte ok), I saw that Tesco was selling something called a “World Cup cheese feast pizza”. “Oooh”, I thought, without even bothering to read the product information, “a new pizza, that’ll make a nice change. I bet it’s called that ‘cos it’s a big fat party sized pizza.”
So I ordered one.
The shopping was delivered last night. Turns out I was wrong.
Here’s why it’s called a World Cup pizza:
It’s got the sodding George Cross on it! A yellow one! Made out of cheese!
And that’s not all.
Look, here’s the online product information:
They’ve even given it a nickname. It’s the C’mon England pizza.
So tonight folks, I will be eating a cheese George Cross. Still, there’s a first time for everything I suppose.
Too Much To Say For Myself 
Hahahahaha, do you think that you will by ingestion become a rabid patriot? I’m holding my breath for the next blog post….
It was horrible. Seriously, that was possibly the horriblest pizza I’ve ever eaten. The yellow cheese that was used to make that cross – well, I don’t know what kind of cheese that was, but it tasted nothing like cheese.
Marks and spencer have turned their fizzy orange drink into world cup fizzy orange drink by putting a football on the label. Seriously. I was disgusted.