Birthday fishes

I was at Adventure Planet with a friend from New York yesterday. She told me that the closest she's ever come to a New York cafe in Glasgow is Tribeca on Dumbarton Road.

Had to be the venue for my birthday nosh up tonight. It did not disappoint. We had massive onion rings, buffalo wings, build-your-own burgers, massive pancakes, Oreo milkshakes, handfuls of jelly beans and ridiculously cheap bottles of Corona (£1 a bottle - I kid you not). Tremendous!

All I need to finish the night off is a birthday cake. However:

Mum: Hi Hayls! I was going to buy you a birthday cake but I thought hubby might have bought one for you.

Me: Oh, okay. No worries.

Mum: So, I bought you some fish.

Me: ...I'm sorry?...Do you mean those chocolate seashells?

Mum: No. Some fish. You seemed to enjoy it the other night, so I bought you some of that fish.

Me: Oh...erm...thanks.

Haddock. Where am I going to stick the candles?