
This prompted some happy memories below. Yes, I’ve had plenty of them over the years – well, several, verging on a few – okay, the odd one! Her name was Sue. She worked at a Wimpy Bar (The McDonald’s of my day). We would meet at lunch and walk in the sunshine through Nottingham Castle, do a bit of sweaty groping, and then return to the Wimpy. The chips were made from potato paste and were cooked in the oil for 30 seconds, as I recall. I also recall the prices. Changed these old menus to the ‘new’ decimal money so that any whippersnappers can see what we paid.
The blog updating began.
Why and what for I forget.
TTFNski, each