At least New Zealand's leisure centres no longer solely consist of a sheep tied to a lamp post.
True story: when in Wellington, I ordered a pasta and found some nuts and bolts in it. Turned out, the pasta machine had broken and spewed bits of machinery in to my food! They did give me the order free, but I can only assume it was a plot to prevent me from ever coming to NZ again and stealing all the copies of Rugby Challenge!
(that was in 2002)