What does that Beatles lyric have to do with this rather odd story from Britain? Nothing whatsoever other than location, but it came to mind when I read about the battling brothers and a Shepherd's pie.
After a day spent drinking, Michael Garvin cooked his brother John the traditional English dish for dinner, expecting a grateful response.
John, however, voiced his disquiet that the pie was not topped with a layer of sliced tomatoes.
His brother, a chef, claimed a layer of tomatoes was not the appropriate way to finish off a shepherd’s pie, and responded by hitting him over the head with a shovel.
As the argument got out of control, John threatened to petrol bomb his brother’s flat and was arrested.
Apparently, he wanted the pie well done. Forget the argument over a layer of tomatoes, however. The real important thing is whether the shepherd was fresh, isn't it?
Fresh? Why, he’s so fresh that every woman in town has a restraining order against him.