Fish And Chips

 I still think of fish and chips as a cheap, working-class meal but it isn't any longer and hasn't been for ages. We went to what is probably the best fish and chip restaurant in town (at least that's what the proprietor/waitress says it is- and I'm not arguing) and the bill came out at about twice what I'd thought we'd be paying. Still, great meal, and they're using a new lite batter that doesn't screw with my insides. The proprietor comes from Liverpool.  She's been here 34 years "for my sins" and is still complaining about how unfriendly the locals are. She, on the other hand, is like a blast of a Hard Day's Night- all singing, all dancing, all scabrous wit. God, but how I love Scousers!

Yes, I know, I'm a vegan. But these days I'm a very bad vegan and, anyway, how can one live by the sea and not eat fish?

Picture Diary 77

 Picture Diary 77

1. Following



2. It's Sunshine Life for Me



3. They're coming, they're coming!



4. Thought does not exist where love is



5. Evading observation