Oh yeah, don't say I don't know how to have a good time.
Little Chef on the A21 however, on a Thursday lunch time, in the rain, is something to behold. As if the rain isn't enough to dampen the soul try ordering some children's food that isn't yellow. We were 3 out of the 5 people sat in the dirty cafe. The other two were single men, looking so desperately sad in their ill-fitting suits and gaudy ties. They must be selling something, windows and the like. My heart sank just a little further when the soup I ordered was straight from the tin, I could smell the aluminium.
But the kids loved it! Really loved it. I couldn't drag them away. Apparently the colouring-in at Little Chef is far superior than at home, counting the number of cars going past in the rain is the most exciting game, and yellow food! Yay, for yellow food, they both wolfed their burgers, fish nuggets (don't ask) chips and beans.
At least I have kept the Little Chef dream alive.