What a load of contradictory messages this sends out. I think I’ll avoid being close to a frenchman straight after breakfast for the time being. Or is this some sort of Brexit conspiracy? These are so-called French radishes grown in the UK. We should be told.

Radishes for breakfast? Whatever next! Good job we’ve got our sovereignty back if you ask me – now we can nipe this sort of palaver in the bud.
I’m all for niping bud!
The horror! Oh well, at least they tell you how to eat it!
Use as a garnish? I generally don’t garnish my breakfast…