Chips and fries - technically, not the same.

Man-John, Matt & Discount Dave spent the day helping me sort my collection of garage rammel today.
I got rid of the red Semi bodyshell; I've kept the floorpan, all the running gear and the many boxes of "treasure" that came with it.........even got most of the money back from selling just the shell. Result.

We made the usual mid-day visit to the chippy, ate our fill and did a lot of talking and smoking...........which was nice.
Manly bloke-time rules, so does cake - we had some of that as well.

Sometime later Sarah was feeling hungry and she fancied some chips, I wasn't keen though.

There's the dilemma of it - chips twice in one day, that can't be good for you now can it?
Not only that but the folks in the chippy would probably pass comment too.......hmmm - what to do, what to do?

Putting this conundrum aside for a while we went into town to drop Rachel off at a party.
That's when we saw it, like a beacon in the night, Maccy D's.
Haven't had one in ages.

Dilemma no more!
You see it really is OK to go to Maccy D's and the chippy in the same day because chips and fries are two different things.Obvious really.
Sorted!

Even better when Rachel and all her mates showed up, sat nearby and didn't even notice us.
Until it was too late.
There's nothing quite like the pleasure of embarassing your offspring in a public place, take it from me.