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Growltigga,

Growing up in Canada, we did have one horrible year where Dad shot an old moose with some of the worst tasting meat ever. Those things are huge and we couldn’t afford to chuck away several hundred pounds of meat, so a lot of it was turned into mince. Moose burgers are not that nice, the hot sauce might be the answer. Anyway, it was the Last moose he shot, from then on Mom said they would divorce if he brought home anything bigger than a white tailed deer.

Moved from Canada to lovely Stoke-on-Trent and found other candidates for hot sauce: Midlands cooking and Man United. A friend of mine taught me about football and made me a Man City supporter.

After a year, I fled down to Kenya, where I have been ever since. We have some really nice hot food from the coast and some lovely dishes with coconut milk. We also have a lot of people from the Indian sub-continent, stemming from the English colonisation of Kenya. They bring some great hot stuff and if you are lucky enough to get invited over to an Indian house where they incorporate the coastal food, you are in for a delight. My cook is pretty good, but doesn’t know the ins and outs of spice as some people here do.

I seriously have a cook. Her name is Freida and I pay for her two sons to go to high school and her daughter to go to elementary school. I also have two night guards (Charles and John), a day guard (Borongo) and a gardener (Njau). As you can see, living in Kenya does change your lifestyle. One of my complaints is getting new computer software, but there are compensations.

As far as being imperialistic, I am an avid Space Empires player, so I plead guilty to your charge.