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cat63 at 08:45pm on 05/08/2013 under whirled gone mad
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Pobbling about in Sainsbogs this afternoon and someone went past, complaining that they'd only come in for bubble & squeak and they didn't have any.
When I was a small Carol, bubble and squeak was a noxious substance concocted from leftover taters and cabbage and fried mercilessly. If you asked for it it in a shop they'd look at you as if you'd declared your intention to annex Scunthorpe....
When I was a small Carol, bubble and squeak was a noxious substance concocted from leftover taters and cabbage and fried mercilessly. If you asked for it it in a shop they'd look at you as if you'd declared your intention to annex Scunthorpe....
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