In the event, I couldn't be bothered! The weather was dreary last night, so I battened down the hatches. Not before jumping into the two-seater and motoring over to the preferred fish-and-chip emporium, John Dory's.
Dory's remains a force to be reckoned with, in the heady world of cod-fish and fried spuds. They continue to give their rivals a good battering (forgive the floury language please). I tried a new fish-and-chip shop several weeks ago; however, I'm pleased to say, Dory's remain as principal purveyors of traditional fish suppers to the Belmont household (and possibly the Earldom itself).
They run a professional, well-oiled and sedulous operation; consistent standards, too, in my experience. Last night the chips, in particular, had real flavour. Sometimes chips can be tasteless; not this variety. The onion rings were freshly prepared, very large and, again, using real onion slices with a golden batter. It was a generous portion for £1.70.
So I whacked the stuff in the boot and whizzed back to put the old feet up, figuratively speaking.
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