Fish and Chips

I can’t be arsed to cook tonight

so we’re off to the Chippy for tea

With our busy weekend schedule

It’ll make an easier end to Saturday

We’ll order all the usual things

Fish, chips and curry sauce

Then receive back wrapped in paper

At a quite nominal cost

A stroll along the promenade

A steady breeze smarting our cheeks

The promise – a bag of vinegary chips

to share in our family clique

Fighting off my younger brother

For this finest seaside fare

We all keen competitors

and none too keen to share

The crispy velvet jacket

adorning meaty, moist white cod

takes us to the plastic table combos

of the caf’ adjacent the rocks

All my childhood holidays

in (add town name) by the sea

A bargain from our local shop

For six pounds and fifty p