On a cold night
It’s a long hard walk on a winters evening from Burnley to Waterfoot, so you can imaging the smile on my face, when I saw the traditional chippy was still open. I order a Holland’s meat and potato pie, a portion of chips and a tub of mushy pea’s… Salt?. To right Darling… I am not your darling sonny… No, but I would like you to be. How about joining me for a drink or two after you finish. See you at the Blue Bell pub?…cheeky monkey, you need to grow a bit yet. I will see you at school tomorrow.
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Great last line. I didn’t see that coming
Neither did I, but the new dinner lady always made sure that I got a decent amount of food
Wry style — great fun…lots of security getting here, rejected a few times and could not finish comment before being told to pass through test again…
Fortunately my school was not great at testing, so I survived
Oh, I love that they are kids! Or wait… they could be teacher/student… Hmmm. Well done, either way.
School dinner lady and pupil, I always did love my food
Delightfully cheeky snippet.
Cheeky and true, I always have liked my food
Hollands pies. Not a culinary masterpiece, but to our untutored tastes back then they were perfection.
Indeed they where… a lot depended on how the chippy heated them. I used to call at Holland’s bakery in the 1960s
Great dialogue, and a surprise ending.
I am grateful to Rochelle… her painting inspired me
The little devil! Nice one, Michael.
Little devil indeed, thank you Keith
Great story, Michael. Charming, start to finish. Well done.
Thank you Bill, Rochelle’s painting has drawn out some fascinating word play
Cooks always have a fondness for those who enjoy their food 🙂
That is so true… I have always enjoyed tasty food,
practice makes perfect. soon he’ll grow up to be a ladies man. 🙂
That is true,
Nice try. At least he got his tasty supper!
That is true
Cute story! I was taken by surprise with the last line. Love it.
Thank you Brenda
Lovely nostalgic read. How well I remember stopping at the chippy for six penn’orth of chips – shared between two of us. I loved your slant, with the last line put down!
Sharing chips is sacrilege
Fun one, Michael. The ending definitely surprised!
pax,
dora
Adolescents often surprise me