Once we get the old guy into the car we can set off home, to Brixham, with the heating at full blast. That should thaw us out nicely, thankyou.Arrived home, just about thawed out. What shall we have for dinner? Oh sod it lets get fish & chips. That will be easy. Back out into the freezing artic conditions, with son (ferrarilover) in tow. He can "cuddle" the bag full of hot F&C on the way back. That will keep him warm.
Arrive at the local chippie - Davids in Brixham. Only one person in front of us, the owner of T6 UFC. Confront owner and advise "Hi, I'm T28 UFC how are you doing?" "Good thanks. You?" " Yeah great thanks. Hope the game gets played on Sunday" " Yeah me too. See you there".
Place order, at counter. 1 haddock, 1 cod, 1 "Dave" burger with cheese 1 veggie burger with pineapple, 2 x large chips and 1 can of Lychee juice (Speak to Ferrarilover about that!!) Pay for order, turn to my right and get scared witless by a 6ft singing bloody polar bear!! Not only that, but he is wearing a RED & WHITE scarf. :evil: Ok, fully recovered now and find the polar bear quite entertaining, with his array of seasonal songs. Still waiting for the haddock and cod to be caught and cooked, have a look at the "items" that can be purchased in the shop. Sitting proudly, on the counter, is a "tiny" plastic packet which apparantly contains "Tomato Ketchup" and "Only" 20p. 20p jeez thats 4 shillings in pre-decimal coinage!! FOUR SHILLINGS.
I advise Ferrari that in the late sixties FOUR SHILLINGS would have got me into Saturday morning picturers for EIGHT, yes EIGHT weeks. How can it be possible that a tiny plastic container of ketchup can cost the same as 8 weeks of sat. morning picturers!!!I must be getting old. Maybe I ought to start looking up the times of the christmas Nationl Express coaches.
