You're used to sandwiches being one of many meal-time options and you'd not be caught dead at home with a pre-packaged one. But here? There's breakfast sandwiches with eggs and bacon on them. There's lunch sandwiches with chicken and what passes for lettuce on them. There's dinner sandwiches - not burgers, sandwiches - with ham and pickles on them. There are posh sandwich shops and not posh sandwich shops and seasonal sandwiches round Christmas time and sandwiches sold in supermarkets and newsagents and pharmacies - pharmacies! - and literally anywhere you care to enter. And the unifying feature of these sandwiches? The bread is terrible.