Way back when I was a kid (around 11/12) my Dad was on a huge child murder enquiry that took him away from home for weeks.
At the time Mum worked in the restaurant (where I went to work aged 13) next door to us and every Thursday – her late shift – my brothers and I would come home from school, get washed and changed and go to the restaurant for our tea.
I ALWAYS chose gammon, pineapple and chips. Something we very rarely had at home.
On the menu tonight, plus the egg, plus petits pois, because I can…….
P.S. My traveller-in- crime girl is a pina colada fan. Whereas I prefer a Bloody Mary. Sweet is she. Sour am I :o)