Remember...
Pulling up at mcdonalds and slowly getting out of the car, walking into the door and choosing our seats, ordering our food at the kiosk and pressing all the buttons.
Remember..
Eating that delicious georgie pie and dipping the salty chips in the hot steamy mince, drinking that creamy hot chocolate siping up the marshmallows, slurping up the last of my drink struggling to clean my cup.
Remember…
Seeing how not that busy it was and yelling hooray in our heads, and when we finally got our food it was fresh from the thing that it’s cooked on and smelt the best.
That’s my nan.
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