There exists a place, deep in the frosted country lanes of darkest Suffolk where, for a mere £2.30 you can buy three dozen of the kookiest eggs around. Behold.

Move over fancy pants blue eggs, these beauties are the result of a little hiccough in the hens laying facilities. Funny aureole-like spots of pigmentation, crinkly wrinkles, delicate thin shells or streamlined shapes like airstream trailers, any or all of these little eccentricities will invariably find their way into the nest box. Learn to love them.