Chopped Liver – The Chip Shop Song

Another busy day.

This time – not even had time for dinner.

Not good – a man in my condition needs to eat.

Been out networking – in Hampstead – won 3rd prize in a raffle – an outsized pair of pants. As its very late and I have get this post out in half an hour I dont really have time to tell why I won a pair of pants – I may do tomorrow, if I remember.

But I left at 10:30 -ish. Was Hank.

As in Marvin.

As in starvin’.

Just wanted to find an old style chippy – like they had in good old Blighty.

English cuisine

But get this – after my rant yesterday about the demise of the High Street – the demise of the chippy is well and truly here – I knew it was bad but I didn’t think it was this bad. So I drove on and on and it was getting later and later and I was getting hungrier and hungrier – what with all that thinking about food all the time.

I did pass a couple of chippies – but they had already closed for the evening – this never happened in the old days.

It was probably for the best. A man in my condition probably does not need a whole stack of oil-soaked fried stodge.

Now I am tired.
Now there… are 3…. steps to… carry a donor card – ooh, wap wap!
Just follow steps 1, 2 and 3.

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