[Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] True, you could say “I strongly like Red Leicester with pickle” but you wouldn’t call your cheesemonger a spy, or say he should be jailed, if he corrected your contention than Leicester was a town in Belgium and the red tinge in its cheese came from the blood of murdered babies