A CAFE is offering a gut-busting breakfast challenge — eat every last morsel of its fearsome full English and you can have it for free.

But be warned — this supersized meal is not for the faint of heart.

In fact, the owner of Mario’s Cafe Bar, in Market Street, Westhoughton, asks any customer brave enough to take on the challenge to sign a disclaimer taking responsibility for their own health.

For £10.95, willing victims can “enjoy” 10 eggs, 10 sausages, 10 rashers of bacon, 10 slices of toast, five black pudding slices, tomatoes, mushrooms and baked beans.

Owner and head chef Mario Frappola gives customers just 20 minutes to wolf down his calorie-packed meal and does not even allow them a cup of tea.

The breakfast packs in 5,000 calories — nearly twice the recommended daily intake for an average man.

A spokesman for the British Heart Foundation said: “Eating this amount in one sitting is not a good idea.”

But despite the obvious health risks, the 52-year-old chef insists it is all just a bit of fun.

He said: “I don’t think anyone will ever eat the full breakfast. It started out as a joke, but now four people have tried it. No-one has come anywhere close yet, not even half way.

“I would be very happy if someone finished my breakfast but I don’t think it will ever happen.”

Steve’s verdict, bite by bite

I HAVE faced many a great challenge in my life, but none so awesome as Mario’s Big Breakfast Challenge.

At 11.30am on Monday, having starved myself all morning, I was ready to devour Mario’s calorie-packed full English.

But the breakfast was so big, no plate could hold it and he served the 5,000 calorie meal on a huge tray.

When I saw it, I am reliably informed that my face turned a whiter shade of pale.

Before I even tried my first baked bean, I was beaten. As tasty as they were, 10 sausages are too much for one man.

In total, on the first day of Christmas, I managed six sizzling sausages, five black puddings, four fried eggs, three rashers of bacon, two slices of toast, and a nice refreshing cup of tea.

As I swallowed the last bit of black pudding, I felt ever so slightly ill and admitted defeat.

I reluctantly handed over the £10.95 for my breakfast and trudged out of Mario’s with my tail between my legs.

Funnily enough, I didn’t feel too clever for the rest of the day and things did not get any better when I got home — it was sausages for tea!