For some time I had been on a quest for a pie funnel, and when we were in Scotland last year, I found this one, in the shape of a singing blackbird, (based presumably on the nursery rhyme Sing a song of sixpence). So when we made steak pie the other evening I decided to try the funnel to hold up the pastry. As a first attempt
you can see this was a disaster, the result of cutting too large a hole for the funnel, and consequently allowing the pastry to slide into the stew. Any thought of having another attempt has been shattered, by the hasty and careless removal of the bird resulting in it taking a rapid downward trajectory onto the kitchen floor, and smashing into about five million pieces. Bye, bye blackbird indeed.