Sweet friends

Kristy, Elizabeth, and I had fish and chips for lunch before going to see the Queen. I don't even like fish but felt like it was the thing to do while in London. You know, when in Rome...
We were trying to get a shot of the tiny booth/compartment we were sitting in. I had to sit by the door/opening so as not to have a panic attack from feeling like I was in a coffin!!! It was tight in there.
Sadly, the fish and chips are better at Long John's. This fish was the kind with the skin still on. YUCK.