Three little piggies went to Nicaragua

In May 2008 I said I was going to try and send some pigs off to Nicaragua by completing a bunch of remarkably tedious surveys about whether such and such a celebrity would be good at selling clothes, make-up or surgical appliances. Today I achieved the required number of points. Provided I've been answering questions for an honest market research group those pigs should be snuffling around Central America very soon.

I drank their coffee, hummed along to Clash and Bill Bragg songs and bought their red, white and black souvenirs. The Nicaraguan Sandanistas versus Reagan and Thatcher. It seems appropriate to renew that acquaintanceship by ordering up the porkers from the pig paradise of Salamanca.