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Fat Wednesday ...
“Was that fish called a Hess ?”, asked K as we stood in the chippy.
I stopped wondering if I could justify a large portion of chips on the basis that today is Fat Wednesday just long enough to consider if battered Hess was Max Mosley’s favourite supper. After all we had birthday cake waiting for us when we returned from the sea chippy.
The reason for all this excess ? K’s Aunt Florrie’s 80th birthday and it’s also Fat Wednesday…
