I've had so much fun torturing Americans with Vegemite, it seems only fair I relate something which happened to me.

It was on Crete, many years ago, in the city of Iraklion, which is the island's largest town. I was backpacking around, and as backpackers do, a group of us staying at the youth hostel got together and went off for dinner at a nearby taverna.

Most of us ordered the rabbit, a local traditional dish. The plates of yummy food duly arrived and we all tucked in.

About halfway through the meal one of the other backpackers said, "This is lovely cat."

No one believed him but he kept insisting. We were sure he was having us on until he confessed he was a vet, held up a bone from his plate, and said, “This is a cat bone, it's a different shape to the one in rabbits.”