It doesn't do to be hypocritical about the life and, particularly, the death of farm animals. Their lives are, in the main, nasty, brutish and short. This was the first time I witnessed the act of slaughter, and what sticks in my mind most about it is the noise the sow made as the knife sliced through her artery. I don't think I'll forget that sound any time soon. Later that day, after watching Sporting beat Benfica 3-2, we had barbecued fresh pork, and it was very, very tasty.