I once went to Norway for a conference. Meals tended to begin with a prawns and salmon starter followed by a main course of reindeer steak. The hotel had a covered atrium in which we eat. The table allocated to my group, and where we ate the steaks, was in the corner of the restaurant that featured an eight foot high stuffed reindeer - which peered over my shoulder as I chomped through one if its cousins. When I got home I told Hilary of my experience and she told my daughters "Christmas is off. Your father has eaten Rudolf!". Thanks, Hil.
