[Margaret Pilkington]

Very few chip shops back then had room for eating inside.
You took your basin, got your pudding and a mixture and hot footed it home before it got cold.
A lot of chip shops were the front room of a terraced house.

I loved the fried scraps....bits of batter and those tiny bits of crispy chips....I could eat a portion of those with a good dollop of lurid mushy peas and that would do me for my tea.

A few years ago I went to Whitby with Ma.We went to Trenchers...a fish and chip place that has ideas above its station.
They were serving a portion of scraps as a topping to a dish of mushy peas....at an eye watering cost.