This happened on Saturday. I was invited as the editor of Manchester Confidential. There were 26 entries, veggie and meat in Stockport Market. About 16 were inedible. Two were the scrapings from a sewer.
The two winners were from the same shop.
Favourite moment was when a passerby asked if he could have 'that meat one'. Help yourself I said. "Great," he said, "I've not had meat for two days."
The Stockport broadcast media were represented by two lovely old chaps, one in a wheelchair and one with a Santa beard. They were going to do a community blog interviewing me. The wheelchair guy was the straight act, trying to wrestle the interview back from the cheery chappie with the beard. Sweet.