
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
Both of our cities keep their share of low-life thugs. Cool old menu. I think those days of old influenced you fine cooking and arranging food on your plates. Beautiful cloud photos.
We share the yobboes fairly, we sure do, Tim.
Could well be with cooking, too, Sir.
Cheers.
Loved the faces challenge, just squeaked in the time. Love the ode too.
Don’t know how you found them all, Paul.
I didn’t get many at all.
Even looking at the answers later, I still couldn’t see them. Hehehe!
Well done!
It’s my plan to ward off dementia lol
It was mine too, mate. I genuinely wish you bestest of luck, Sir!
Cheers.
Thanks, well, in for pound …