live by the sea

hey there


recently, as opposed to some random future date, i was down by the coast. which is to say near the sea, look you see. it was supposed to be that i was in such a place for a brief time, and quite early in the morning. however, seldom is it that fate pays attention to intentions.

as the hours drew upon the day it became apparent that my early morning visit to one of the finest places you can find on the coast would see me see it by afternoon, too. which meant that the not inconsiderable and rather important of what to do for dinner became a question that i had to answer, despite not having any plans to ever ask it.

to be at the seaside is, of course, to wish for fish and chips. yes, even in these december days, when the weather generally suggests one do anything but be down at the beach. my wish was somewhat confused, though. as much as the idea of fish and chips appealed, i felt an impulsive urge to have a chip butty.

how fortuitous, then, that i should find a seaside fish and chip proprietor who had keenly anticipated such a dilemma in the minds of patrons. to this extent, they had added to their menu something which can only be described as the best of both worlds, the fish and chip butty. i can assure, indeed promise, you that it was as precisely as tasty as the picture looks.

many of you will have no idea what a chip butty, or even the fish and chip butty discussed here, actually is. i know this to be true for i have been to places where no knowledge existed. rather famously, myself and my good friend Mike introduced this cuisine to the people of Felixstowe in the mid to late 90s, but that is another story. as far as this story goes, a chip butty does or is what it says on the box. one takes a bread roll - preferably a bap, if pushed sliced bread - adds butter, puts chips on it, eats it and happiness comes.

considerably less than many of you shall be curious as to how i am getting on in the world and such. for the limited interest audience that this is applicable to, here you go, a selfie around about the same time as when i had that splendid fish and chip butty.

see, winter is not all dull and grey here. as and when the blue breaks out in the sky during december, it is a most agreeable, crisp (hello, Faye) shade of it that i am generally very pleased by. perhaps the sense of being pleased is accentuated by the fact that it is of great relief to see it instead of the general darkness of this time.

well, anyhow, i am all out of pictures for this particular adventure, and further am confident that i have written all that i can, for now.




be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!