A man walks into a bakers and goes up to the counter.
"Excuse me baker, it's my sisters birthday soon, and I was wondering if you could make a special birthday pie for her?"
"Certainly sir" replied the baker, as he was a very nice and accommodating baker.
"It's a bit of an unusal request though" said the man.
"We pride ourself on customer service here sir, so I am sure we will be able to make any pie you would like" repiled the baker.
"Ok" said the man "Well firstly she is a very keen woodworker, so some sort of woodworking tool depicted on the top would be nice."
"No problem at all" said the baker.
"And secondly, and this may seem a bit strange, but I'd like the filling to made of french hats."
"Certainly" replied the baker.
The man looked rather surprised. He had expected this odd request to completely flummox the baker, who looked totally at ease with his unusual choice of pie filling.
And so the man continued "And lastly, she's allergic to lots of artificial colourings, E numbers, preservatives, that sort of thing, so it all has to be organic."
"We never use any E numbers in any of our pies" said the baker.
"Well tha'ts really excellent!" said the man. "I'm very impressed! When can I come back and pick it up?"
"Actually" said the baker "I think a batch of them have just come out the oven... I'll just go and see..."
The man looked completely amazed. But how could this be possible?!
The baker, who had now turned around and walked to the back of the shop, stuck his head round the door to the kitchens and called out "Hey, are those Rasp-beret Pi's out the oven yet?"
(I could possibly be avoiding doing a large pile of washing up