finished work at 7.30pm tonight and had the whats for tea dilema. Decided on a fish and chips binge.
I pass four on the way home, two are too far away for anything to be warm, the one closest to home is notoriously dodgy (for being the centre of a people smuggling network as well as their bad fish and chips). So I stopped at 'Marios Plaice' ... on entering I wished I hadn't, twas a grotty place but I was the only one in there so ordered fish and chips. After attempting a quarter of it (the fish minus the batter being the only redeeming quality) I feel like I need a triple bypass. Salad tommorrow.
Was going to take a wingpig-esque outdoor shot of it but I left my batteries at home!