"Would you like some parsnips?" says my mate Paul over a cup of tea at work.
Never one to turn down free food I nod. "Yes please."
"All right, I'll bring them up to your office."
When I finally get back to my desk my office mates look up.
"Paul was in looking for you," Nigel says.
"Oh good, did he leave me some parsnips?" I look around. There's nothing on my desk.
"Well he left you something," says Nigel.
He's pointing at a huge sack which has been propped up against my cupboard.
I go over and open it up. It's full to the brim with parsnips - but not any old parsnips. I pull one out.
"Good grief," I say. "Have you lot seen the size of Paul's parsnips? They're absolutely enormous."
I hold one up. It's massive.
"That's a parsnip?" exclaims Nigel. "How come mine are only half the size of that!"
The others snigger.
Definitely a case of parsnip envy!