'Oi, Hilda, the sign outside says you're frying today but I ain't seeing nothing done in ere ' In 1950s and 60s Bermondsey, the fish-and-chip shop was at the centre of the...
The voice cut through my daydream, startling me into remembering where I was: standing in the fish-and-chip shop I worked in. We opened for business at 5 p.m. and already there was a queue of hungry customers on the cobbled street of London's East End.