And after a tres stressful day in the off (since when did January's become the busiest month WTF) and a lengthy discussion with Kate about how with the absence of alcohol in our diet the weight must be literally falling off our already waif like frames.
I decided to hit the fish house in Victoria park for the works. Haddock, chips and mushy peas, with a side of bread and butter and a pickled onion.
It was deeeelish,
was the bread necessary? No.
Do I feel sick? Yes.
Will I go again? Ain't dat da truth
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