I exclaimed that we didn't have any crocodile! He insisted that we did as he did actually find this, as it happened, lurking in our freezer. We argued a bit about the existence and non-existence of the crocodile but finally I had to believe my eyes and mouth for I was certainly eating crocodile.
We eventually ascertained that Miss 21 had bought it to feed to the automotive engineer. Well she still has one burger left to feed him.
I related the story of the crocodile at work.
'where did she get it from?' was asked by a general populace of colleagues listening.
'it's farmed,' I enlightened them.'Iceland.'
Faces looked puzzled. 'the shop not the country,' I added on realising what was going through their heads.