Proper Pork

For those of you on pins and needles awaiting the answer to last blog's questionnaire the answer is "a) stooling in the banana patch" but with a slight variation. Stooling yes- but not in the bush- in the pig pens behind the house. Those pig pens have not been used for pigs since IZZY was born so my guess is 5 year old shit would have dried up by now and while Ocean still loves to feel the outdoors on his ass as Ricky so gently put it "dat too big to come outta Ocean." Besides, Ocean does it on the driveway and the dogs quickly remove the evidence.

The whole human-pig dynamics in Barbados is a little puzzling from the supermarket commercial with the little piggies wukkin' up to the calypso "propa-propa- propapropa pork..propa propa give me propa pork" http://www.properpork.com/index.php?pg=ToThePig
to the lift I got with the Planter man who passed the foul as ass piggery and sniffed the stench in like it were a cup of Java and exclaimed "Propa Pork!"
to the yard hand we had who spent his lunch hours stroking our sow
to the phallic consumption of barbequed pig tails complete with sucking and slirping.
to the kidnapped baby reportedly fed to the pig.....

Bajans' definitely have a love thang for the other white meat which surpasses my Canadian understanding. And if you tink I lie...check out the parts for sale in the meat aisle.