Ah happy daiz
Ah happy daiz. I used to work in a dodgy Local Pub which catered to Local Squaddies, visitors from surrounding more middle clarse villages for our ‘3.99 meals (extremely good value if I say so myself and OOH the curly cumberland sausage - why o why have all pubs stopped serving them??) and old meng - the landlady was a bleached blonde lady who gave me the job waiting on without asking any questions - HOORAY!
Then one day came an UNDER NEW MANAGEMENT sign - no-one told me - and the first sign of new management that I got was the sight of New Landlady sharpening a huge knife and larffing to herself over a sizzling hot plate.
I got the fear - I did not last a lot longer whilst Under New Management.
And she was the one who got rid of the curly circular cumberland sausage.
May I recommend you visit Crackling and purchase a sossidge of your own?
Mmm.
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