Mr G has definite views regarding food, hence his endorsement of this traditional teatime treat.
It's one of those things that one either loves or loathes. A category that includes numerous operatic sopranos, packets of pork scratchings and the novels of Terry Pratchett.
Mr G and the HB can think of few things more delightfully up-picking on a winter evening than hot buttered toast, liberally slathered with Marmite.
Ah, the memories induced by the aroma.
A Proustian boost.