On a miserable winters day my mates and I longed for hot fish and chips.
To get this treat would mean a long cycle ride and a river crossing but it would all be worth it for steaming fish and chips.
The moment we had arrived we were there at the front of the queue ready for our order.
The man asked us would you like some vinegar?
We replied, “yes please.”
We all waited until It was ready, only to find the the vinegar was too sharp, it burnt our tongue and throat so much, we bought a pie.