Zoe Ball

Now, I don't know whether that's psychosomatic, but I will never eat razor clams again.

I mean, it actually sort of makes me feel like I might throw up into a bin right now.

Here we go.

Please don't take offence anyone because I'm sure there's people out there who love a jelly deal.

Any diggers who might be listening or watching this now, any memories that you've got of your childhood and like bizarre things.

So whether it was your grandparents who you stayed with like me or whether it was your parents, just some weird, weird things you'd open the fridge and see.

Tripe.

Tripe.

I was going to say tripe.

Yes.

That and it stank.

Oh, awful.

Awful.

I love that, though.

I think it's going to be hard to top coming home and finding your grandad's eels in the bath.

That's quite spectacular.

Also, as I'm imagining it, because of the era, I'm imagining one of those lovely sort of 70s pink baths.

It was a white enamel bath.

I remember it really clearly because I used to be bathed in that bath as well.

Were the eels removed in a bucket before you got in the bath or did you have to get in the bath with the eels?