There were none left. Grendy 'counted' them, and there were 17 left, and then inched forwards in the queue and 'estimated' it was actually 4. Then got served and was told to get his eyes tested by the impertinent server, as there were actually none.
Unperturbed, he did a comparison of the 'average League One' pie inventories; and only at that point blamed Andy Thorn as he's a fat, clueless bastard; Ann Lucas for looking like Deirdre Barlow and Preston Haskill for being a media whore. Airhorn Joe Elliott was also to blame, as he will align himself with any pie purveyor, and Ray Ranson was going to close the pie stall in any case - so what does he know?
Apparently, Tim Fisher is the best CEO we've ever had, and would have solved the pie malady with one sweep of his gracious hand, but he was distracted being 'photobombed' by an ACL plant; and an old woman called Janet with a baggy arse.
Oh, and what do you know; you council sympathising pig-dog?