Reminising...Down Memory Lane.A Poem by OnlymeIt is a British tradition to have a good moan. Let alone stand in a long queue at the supermarket, getting into a club, even to fill up your car at the local service station is a chore. Alas, a good British Sunday Dinner used to be the favourite meal of that day!. From roast potatoes, Yorkshire Puddings, Meat and Vegetables with loads of gravy. And a cup of tea and biscuit later. And maybe also custardwith mixed fruit for a dessert later if you had room left to fill. God, do I feel old, reminiscing about those Sunday classic meal of that particular day. Nowadays. I must admit. I love a good chicken curry with rice and naan bread. Yum Yum. Samosas and even an odd Donna Kabab. Let alone the odd McDonalds or a pizza. Oh, how the times have changed. Great varieties of foods. From many a country and shops to choice or buy. Or even sit in and eat. Oh, my heaven. I am hungry thinking about all these styles and flavours of foods. bags of pre-weighted 50p sweets from butterscotch, chewy strawberry bonbons, to even Everton mints to name just a few. Those were the days when I was young I could not stop going to the sweet shop. And starting at the jars of sweets in glass jars. Like winning the lottery for me as a child. Picking, which one to have as I get ready to go to school after the sweetshop run.
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