Peebles one was excellent when it was Big Ebbs – discovered it one Easter and we went two nights running for a sit in tea. Changed owners now but still as good.
I’m hoping that my local Edinburgh chippie, which has been excellent for near forty years, will be as good when it reopens in a couple of weeks after changing hands. But I live more in hope than expectation.
I can still remember the astonishment of staff 30 years ago when an English visitor asked for mushy peas, unheard of then up here.
And what’s this daft English thing of a chippie being closed on a Sunday – don’t they know we’re not allowed to cook on the Sabbath?
Worst always seems to be at the seaside. My brother lives in Scarborough and I’ve yet to get a decent chip there.