Jonbouy
But there is a compulsory visit to the local 'chiperie' when you come. You've never lived until you've sampled sitting in a rain shelter with a plastic mac on overlooking the sea during one of the most miserable of days sampling the local caught fish, c/w with chips, mushy peas and a whalley.
It is what the British summer was designed for.
I know just the eaterie for proper faggots and spotted dick too.
And a compulsory visit to the balti belt is in order
When I was pretending to be a student at Brum Uni, I fancy I must have become aquainted with every curry house in Selly Oak
And some of those I recall visiting back then are still going strong today.
Oh, and a decent donner kebab must be in order too....
Sheesh Ed, you'll be going home a 'new' man!
... to be more precise about 7 stone heavier than the 'old' man