I hate the condescending way they ask if you would like help with packing, as if being over 50 means you've never seen a carrier bag before. I once, mistakenly, said yes and then spent half an hour separating the bacon from the eggs. They never seem to go back into their shells as easily as they come out do they?

Mushy peas
Cider
Madras curry paste
Pickled eggs
Nose clip
Certificate of exclusion from the rest of humanity
Cheap fish fingers (for jOhn in 'Ull)