| Crab sticks, prawns, muscles and believe it or not, I would kill for whelks! Cann't get them round here fresh anymore, miss the old fish man comming round the clubs with his basket when I was a child for that. Highlight of a Saturday night was a trip to the club with mum and dad, a bottle of vimpto and bag of salt and vinegar crisp, a bag of whelks of the fishman and the "war cry" off the Sally Annies. Ahhhh tripping down memory lane again lol. |