My 8 year old son reckoned he was old enough to go out on his own at night, so I sent him to get our fish supper at the chippie (The Fishy Finger), which is on a particularly dodgy estate.
As a joke I asked him to get ‘a battered ring’.
That was three days ago.
Don’t worry…………we had a pot noodle instead.
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