It's the same sort of people who would complain about the shape of the pies.
You say that, and yet at the Tranmere game I had the most bizarre encounter I've EVER had at a football match.
I'm still in shock now.
We (me and 10 year old) had been out in the morning and went straight to the game via the pub, and hadn't had anything to eat. I was ok, knowing I was only 3 or 4 hours away from a visit to the Spicy Kitchen, however 10 year old was 'hungry', so rather than have him moan about being starving I asked what he wanted, as we marched up to the concession stand in the FM Upper, at 2:50pm, with NO QUEUE (which I found amazing in itself - although I haven't really looked for a couple of years!).
He looks at the shelf thing and says, "Cornish Pasty" - me looks up above the stand, sees the price of a "Cornish Pasty", gets out the exact change, and says, "A Cornish Pasty please".
THE FOLLOWING IS MY HONEST RECOLLECTION of the conversation which followed:-
The response to which was "A what?".
Me thinks, maybe its a bit noisy, so I reply, "A Cornish Pasty please"...just a little bit louder.
"A what?"
"A Cornish Pasty?" - verging on shouting.
"A C-o-r-n-i-s-h Pasty? Erm...we don't have any". (with Cornish said like it's a word I've just made up!)
"What about those there?" - pointing.
She reaches into the counter, picks up a Cornish Pasty, and looks at me straight faced and says, "What's a Cornish Pasty?"
I point at it, incredulous, "Can I have THAT please".
She starts talking to a man next to her, "He wants a C-o-r-n-i-s-h Pasty...do we sell them?".
Man shrugs, mentions something to her about pies that I can't quite catch.
"We're out of Cheese & Onion Pies, we've got Meat ones?"
"Can I just have that Pasty you're holding please?".
"Oh, that's a Cornish Pasty is it?"
I didn't get a drink for him to wash it down with, as 10 year old would probably have wet himself, he was barely keeping it together without laughing as it was.
The first 20 minutes of the game pretty much washed over me...I was confused.
