They are pretty nice tho. Only time I go is when I'm on my way to a gig in Manchester.Not proper chips so they can get stuffed
They are pretty nice tho. Only time I go is when I'm on my way to a gig in Manchester.Not proper chips so they can get stuffed
I always ask for no salt then you get them fresh.They are pretty nice tho. Only time I go is when I'm on my way to a gig in Manchester.
Sorry, those days are gone, along with the old High Street in all the old townsCrap served hope it goes under. Can we have the return of a British Wimpey please.
You are right sadly, good old days are well behind usSorry, those days are gone, along with the old High Street in all the old towns
Crap served hope it goes under. Can we have the return of a British Wimpey please.
My mum started to prepare lunch for herself and my dad and she put some carrots in a pan to cook and whilst they were warming she thought she'd just do a couple of quick jobs in the gardenI had my nephew come to live with me for a while around ten years ago while he sorted his finances out. Woke up one night to find the house so full of smoke you had to duck down to be able to see anything. He'd come home drunk and decided to make himself some fish finger butties. Put ten fish fingers under thr grill, buttered some bread and forgot about them and gone to bed. They were just charred black bits as light as a feather once I found them after opening all the doors and windows. I blu-tacked one to the wall as a reminder. I've never let him forget about it.