There's a great sense of satisfaction in MacGyvering something. I love it. I love the whole thing. The looking at the problem, the working out what size the hole is, how wide the bit was....

Where the heck are the raisins?

Let's not get too logical and put the Quaker's oats right next to the own-brand Flocons d'Avoine - it would make shopping far too easy (for the pesky immigrants like me, anyway...)