38 weeks pregnant and I have got cravings, yes me. The other night in the supermarket I looked into the freezer cabinet, and a packet of Findus Fish Fingers stared back. Next thing I know I am at the checkout with a box of fish fingers, a bag of frozen chips and a tin of mushy peas. Will that be all the lady asked. Oh yes.
Bloody gorgeous they were. I lay on the sofa afterwards looking and feeling like a tubby cheshire cat. There is something charming about mushy peas in a transport cafe kind of way. Opening the tin and seeing that green goo, I could paint a small spare room with that colour.
Apparently you can make mushy peas but it neccesitates stuff that one would never have in the kitchen cupboard such as bicarbonate of soda and why would you when Batchelors
do such a fine job. As for the Findus fish fingers, flippin' sex on a stick and they are so adaptable I will have the remaining ones tonight in a sandwich with some mayo, lettuce and tomato. Scrumptious.