Eggs and Vincent don’t go together. Anyone who knows him will know that he ‘isn’t a fan’ of the humble egg. In cakes, it’s fine. He can just about tolerate it in a fried rice or a Pad Thai, but he would prefer that it wasn’t in there in the first place. But an egg on its own? An omelette? Fried egg? Poached eggs? Egg and toast soldiers? No sereee, he would rather just pass, thank you very much. You can keep what came out of a chicken’s bum. He will just have something else.