When I was around 18 months old we went to Tidworth to visit Grandma and Grandad. I vividly remember him sitting me on the counter so I could 'help' him make bacon sandwiches. Of course, I had said I didn't want one because Grandad was using brown sauce. However, I did want the bacon. I think Grandad fried 3 lots of bacon in the end, because I kept stealing it from his sandwiches.