I'm partial to the odd cockle or winkle...

There's a chap in a white coat (there's the clue) in Nottingham, who tours the pubs on a night time with a basket that has pots of prawns, cockles, mussels etc than you can purchase if you've had enough of pork scratchings or the odd fisherman's friend.

DIRTY. MIDLANDS. BASTARD.

Posted By: Jim Nasium, Aug 22, 14:21:26