to order fish and chips on any other day than a Friday is just plain being flash

As tempting as the wares were, I did struggle to make my choice. However, what I soon realised was that unless it was a pie it was going to be battered. When I looked in the glass of the food display area (which was marked – HOT, do not touch, so I did) to help make my choice I soon realised that everything looks the same when it’s covered in batter. So I opted for the classic, fish and chips. When I placed my order I soon realised I had made a social faux par. To order fish and chips on any other day than a Friday is just plain being flash. This error of my ways was highlighted by Bertie who suggested that I was “being a flash get”. The thing is, following mONKEYs fOREHEAd is hungry work. So I stuck with my order as I extended my order by adding two chip butties with garlic sauce. I paid and left. Without any thanks.

We returned to Skinny Boy’s house and unpacked our foods. Whilst I withheld my feeling of being an unlucky loser in a game of pass the parcel, the boy’s tucked in like they had never been fed. The choice of ‘tunes’ was the Prodigy’s ‘Fat of the Land’ album. The lads took great pleasure in dancing to Firestarter by nodding their heads violently in time with the baseline only pausing to push their glasses back onto their faces. Quite a spectacle you could say, but I won’t. I decided not to ask anymore questions as the look I received from Bertie when I asked if their food was nice suggested that it is socially acceptable in the world of mONKEYs fOREHEAd to dance during eating but not to talk. For the next few tracks we ate and they danced.