chillies. in summer 2014 is a creepin' in.

  • July 19, 2014, 9:32 p.m.
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As you know, we enjoy exploring the different, searching out experiences beyond our understanding and knowledge, stretching the experience we already have. Today was no different when Rich spotted that, in the town centre, a chilli fair was taking place.

Well heck, what's not to like when chillies are around?! And on top of the stalls selling every flavour of chilli sauce, jam, chutney, curd, oil, popcorn, marinade, lolly and popping candy there was a drum roll duhn duh duuuuhhhhnnn

Chilli eating contest!!

No, not bowls of kidney beaned, Mexican deliciousness. Noo-o-o-o-o. This was a competition to eat raw chillies, each one stronger and more fiery than the last. Heck, the second was a habanero! Of course, there were the strutters, the vindaloo-on-Saturday-night wannabes who left after the second chilli, but there were some serious, hardcore chilli eaters up there.

The starting line up.

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Although my view was a tad blocked, you can see most of the main contenders here. Right from the very start we thought Tamsin had a very good chance of making this by her absolute nonchalance as she crunched into her chilli.

At this point there were only three left. Tamsin, Allan (in the middle) and Johnny to the left. Johnny was obviously losing it but it was hard to see who was going to stop first between the other two.

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But Tamsin's face grew a whiter shade of pink... And with each progressive chilli the pink deepened until...

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The guy behind her was getting seriously worried! But she was determined to keep going and beat Mr Cool (aka Allan) who was showing no signs of discomfort or distress...

The rules of the contest were that you had to eat the whole of every chilli on offer. If you took a sip of the milk provided or vomited you were automatically out.

Sadly, Tamsin took the only way out that her stubbornness would allow.

She puked her burning stomach contents up. And this was the result.

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Please note Asbestos Allan next to her!

Later on, as they were cleaning up, they were selling some baby chilli plants for £1 so I went over to buy one and asked how Tamsin was. Apparently no one had ever reached that point of agony before because Tamsin doesn't have a gag reflex, meaning that she doesn't vomit nearly as soon as she should! She was at the back of the tent in a world of pain for a long time afterwards.

On a positive note, I have a new chilli plant!, yay!


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