David Threadgold

Rookie - 0 Points (6.12.51 / England)

.5. Our Chippy - Poem by David Threadgold

I remember our old chippy
Coal fired pans of stainless steel
I remember how the owners son
Would shovel tatty peel

I remember Thursday dinners
Fetching dad his fish and six
I remember watching fryers
Dip their cod in batter mix

I remember how it sizzled
As they dropped it in the fat
I remember that they always wore
A grubby white peaked cap

I remember lots of water
And the sound of running taps
I remember always asking them
To put on loads of scraps

I remember they were very hot
Rushed home then without fail
I remember dad enjoyed this dish
Then off to British Rail

© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes

Comments about .5. Our Chippy by David Threadgold

  • Rookie Tara very irritated with PH injustice (9/14/2008 6:55:00 AM)

    Another wonderfully flowing piece of memorabilia.... (all still entirely accurate up North, except for the British Rail bit!) t x (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 13, 2008

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 15, 2008

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