pasty
A different kind of pasty
Many years ago, stood in queue to go into the East stand at the Goldstone, a policeman came up and asked me how old I was. I would have been 22 or 23 and the time and told him the truth, and he pointed out that I was in the under 16's queue. Fair enough I thought, until he added, "I only asked you because you don't look old enough to be smoking"