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Here's a little true story about ends...
When my Dad was in the army as a raw recruit, on his first day in the canteen his two companions brought a meat loaf for the three of them to eat. When they had sat down, one of the two old-timers said to my Dad, "Do you like ends? You don't like ends, do you?".
Eager to oblige, my Dad said no, he didn't like ends.
So the guy cut the meatloaf neatly in half, and said, Okay, well I'll have one end, and Fred here will have the other..."
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