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I used to love Fish and Chips in Weymouth as a kid. I spent some time in my early years living on Portland (Dad was RN), we’d visit my Gran and she’d take us for fish supper. Walking along the harbour side munching chips from a newspaper scoop and doing a bit of crabbing. Happy days. I went...

I can manage about a third of the chips and half the fish in most fish suppers. If I eat the whole lot I feel sick as a dog. Delicious and evocative of good times gone by but too much.