I am enjoying a glass of red wine with some pate on toast. Sounds a simple snack, but recent news studies tell me there are hidden depths to all of this.

The way I hold my glass has now been attributed to a personality type. A Dr Glenn Wilson studied at 500 drinkers and decided that you should fit into one of eight glass grasping personality profiles.

There does not seem to be a 'blogger' personality type. That would be me, 'attempting to drink and type at the same time, spilling most of my wine into the keyboard'. If my prose gets fruity I normally blame it on the raised alcohol level of my keyboard.

Moving onto the pate, a report has appeared that claims us humans cannot distinguish pate from dog food. In the blind taste tests, although the participants disliked the dog food more than the other offerings, they could not pick it out as dog food. The fact that dog food came out worst in taste is enough for me to say it was identified.

The ground up sinews and bones of some poor chicken say, is vastly different to the chicken livers delicately mixed with herbs, onions and butter that I am eating.

I will probably venture into the freezer and have some chocolate ice cream later, or could it be frozen dog turd? Yet another pointless scientific experiment in the 'offaling'.

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