Richmond Sausages

So the Richmond Sausages advert I hate to say I like, even though it has so much wrong with it. Well, namely the thing wrong with it is the cooking of the sausages.

See if you've got four sons coming home for dinner, you probably want to cook more than the five sausages in the pan as seen here:

Then the next issue Richmond mum, is you're seen plating 3 of these sausages on one plate:

So if one of the sons got three sausages, does this mean the other three had to share two? Although I'm guessing mum would want to eat some too so the four of them likely had half a sausage each with their mash and peas. Would they really be happy about that?

Surely with all this in thought you can see this man is using all his energy to maintain a closed mouth gritted smile, while his eyes cry out the dispair of a son who will never be able to live up to his mothers beloved view of his brother. He holds back his anger only to maintain his pitiful share of the inheritance when she finally pops her clogs.

Not that you should worry too much about this guy wasting away, pretty sure he got a job making Hobnobs since and is now ruffling his freshly Head and Shouldered hair at ladies on buses. You might want to send his brothers a sandwich though, except the favourite, he can jog on.