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This week’s prompt is by Rochelle herself. Rather nice too if I may say so!
When I was told I was being taken out for a meal of chicken and chips, I had visions of a nice little bar or cafe with a checkered tablecloth and mugs of tea. I did not expect a fancy restaurant but was gutted when in a grotty pub I was presented with a pickled egg, bag of crisps and half a lager.
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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes!
We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too.
From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives.
We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
When I was told I was being taken out for a meal of chicken and chips, I had visions of a nice little bar or cafe with a checkered tablecloth and mugs of tea. I did not expect a fancy restaurant but was gutted when in a grotty pub I was presented with a pickled egg, bag of crisps and half a lager.
pensitivity101 
Next time be sure to get the details in advance. Is grotty(gross) still a word ? I have only noticed it in early Beatle era references.
I was a tad naive then and you are correct with grotty being gross……. the pub was filthy with a sticky floor and tables and seats to match!
I bet there was a sign behind the bar reading “Please don’t ask for credit as a punch in the mouth often offends”
Ha! I should have socked him one!!
GOL (that means giggled out loud) 😊
Ha!
Tut tut!
Yuck! I don’t think that date would ever get a second chance!!
It lasted almost 8 years……….. I was an idiot!
O how I used to love a pickled egg and a flagon of cider, thank you for recalling to my mind sunny days by the river in Oxford
I couldn’t face the pickled egg so he had it, but the crisps were mine!
What a disappointment! I hope that wasn’t the first outing after lockdown as well! 😉
No Iain…………. 1981 and I ended up living with the guy for almost 8 years.
Ugh, that must have been a disappointment to put it mildly. I bet that acquaintance didn’t last.
I’m embarrassed to say I lived with him for almost 8 years!
Don’t be embarrassed.
I learned a lot in that time, so it wasn’t wasted.
I hope you at least had a KitKat for dessert!
Nah………. I made it up to a pint!
I hope the atmosphere improved…you’re lucky all I got was pork scratchings.
Ha! The one and only sample of pork scratchings almost broke my teeth!
Not too keen on them either.
😀
Dear Di,
It doesn’t sound like a nice experience. And re: my painting. Yes, you may say so. 😀 Thank you.
Shalom,
Rochelle
It was the beginning of a very steep learning curve!
Maybe one must take into consideration who is doing the inviting… or maybe the place your MC was brought to is a “once was”… 😉
I was an idiot Dale and lived with the guy for almost 8 years. The chicken and chips was just the start of it LOL!!!
I’m a sister in spirit… I lived with one for five…
🙂 We stand united!
Learning experiences!
Very much so.
Last time out with that guy, I’m thinking!
I was sucked in Linda and lived with him for almost 8 years!!!! I was an idiot. Hindsight is a wonderful thing LOL.
Oh dear. Well, he must have had SOMETHING that seemed attractive to you!
Long story short, he had two young children aged 4 and 6 (and a dog) to which I became very attached. It wasn’t all bad, and my fostering experience came out of it, which I wouldn’t trade for anything.
Sometimes I feel like I need to apologize for mankind. At other times I’m grateful that so many brothers work so hard to make me look good. 🙂 Very good story.
Thanks Bill
Makes me ponder … why are fresh, hot, chips so magical! Random …
There is definitely something about freshly cooked chips, but each fryer has their secret!
Well, that wasn’t promising, but there’s more to life than food I suppose. Nice one!
Thanks Brenda
The first of many disappointments it would seem. I hope the guy wasn’t too difficult to detach when you finally decided enough was enough.
It took a while to get him to sell the house, but it got sorted in the end. He did not do very well.
I wouldn’t be happy either – time to dump that friend!
took me a while Elizabeth