“I just couldn’t stop eating them,” he said.
“The bag was packed to the rafters with cola bottles – like a sandbag.”
Even though Mr Rimmington started to feel unwell after day one, he continued to feast on the chewy treats.
He even went for a carvery on the third day, before finishing the bag for dessert.
The next day – Monday – the HGV driver was sweating profusely and “did not feel right”, but put it down to the pork he ate.
By Tuesday, he could not walk and was in agony.