My youngest daughter (nearly 10) is known in the household as "The Bacon Bandit". Unattended bacon is not safe, and any meal is her "favorite" if it has bacon in it. If Mrs Deepseeker or myself are about to cook something for dinner, a voice can be heard "What's for dinner?", and usually followed by "Is there Bacon in it?".
I would have thought it would be easy to find Aussie bacon? Every day, smelly trucks full of squealing pigs go past our shop on the main road. If you are caught unawares outside when one does, it is the smell from hell, only exceeded in its stench by the dead cow truck that occasionally rolls past with its bloated cargo with their hooves pointing skyward. Perhaps all those piggies I see, hear, and smell are on their way to become hams instead?