Just chips will do for me
A nice, hot bag of chips to eat strolling home. Salt and pepper, lashings of it.
Takes me back to being a kid when my mum knew that chewing on a few chips would stop me from crying, throwing a tantrum, or doing my favourite, standing still and not moving, arms folded in determination.
A bag of chips was much better than having to pick me up and having me screaming like the little brat I was.
Takes me back to being a kid when my mum knew that chewing on a few chips would stop me from crying, throwing a tantrum, or doing my favourite, standing still and not moving, arms folded in determination.
A bag of chips was much better than having to pick me up and having me screaming like the little brat I was.
YUMMY,