Fish & Chips
Stranded in a strange city recently whilst working away
on business, I was staying at a local B&B.
As there was no dinner on offer, and finding that my
hunger pangs were starting, I set out in search of some fish & chips. I really fancied some fish and chips.
I couldn’t wait to smell the hot fat, to see the glistening
golden batter, to eat the mushy peas, the whole lot drowned in salt and
vinegar. My mouth watered in
anticipation.
My appetite thus whetted, I set off into the night to
seek my quarry.
The trouble was I’d no idea where to go, as I wandered
onto the nearby High Street.
I decided to stop and ask directions of a man just
passing by. He looked like a local.
“Excuse me,’ I said.
“Are you a local? Do you know the
area?”
“Yes,” he said.
“Are you lost?”
“Not exactly,” I said.
“I’m looking for a fish & chip shop.
I really fancy some fish & chips.”
“No problem,” he replied.
“I can tell you exactly where to go.”
The directions he gave me were as follows:
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Straight along here for 50 yards. Go past Chick-O-Land, The Chicken Box and KFC
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Turn left by Tennessee Chicken. There’s a branch of Cluck-It on the opposite
corner
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Go past King Chicken, Chunky Chicken and USA
Fried Chicken, but not quite as far as Chicken Ranch
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Hang a right turn. You’ll see Mister Chicken, Favourite Fried
Chicken and Dixie Chicken on your left
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And New York Chicken, Chick-O-Lite and
Chick-O-Land will be on your right
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Carry on along there for 100 yards or so till
you reach Chicken Cottage
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Turn left at Sam’s Chicken, past Chicken House
and Best Fried Chicken
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Until you see Mother Clucker and Coq Fighter
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Now this is the only tricky bit – ignore Krunchy
Fried Chicken and Lulu’s Chicken
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And keep to the left of Chicken Shop and Chicken
Town
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Go past Chicken-Fil-A, El Pollo Loco, and
Finger-Lickin’ Chicken
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This’ll bring you out into the Market
Place. So you’ll see branches of
Chickin-Lickin, Chicken Dippers, Land-O-Chicken, Wing Stop, Thunderbird, Red
Rooster, and World-O-Chicken
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Cross over into the far corner between Church’s
Chicken and Chick-Chick-Chicken
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And it’s down that road – you can’t miss it!
I thanked him for his help, turned my collar against the
wind, and set off into the night
Finally I reached my destination and in the distance I
could see the illuminated sign – “In Cod We Trust”
I rushed into the shop, tired and hungry after my trek, looking
forward to my meal
“Large cod, chips and mushy peas, please!” I cried in
exhaustion and relief.
The rotund gentlemen behind the counter, the Fat Frier
responded in the negative
“Sorry mate – you’re too late. I’ve just completely sold out of fish!”
“Oh no!” I ejaculated, the disappointment in my voice as
clear as a bear’s intention when entering a wood
“But I’m starving!
And I’ve come all this way!”
“No worries mate,” he responded calmly. “I can easily fry you some chicken!”
I ran from the shop screaming.
Copyright Andy Fawthrop 2021
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