Here I am standing on the pier during yesterday's trip to the sea-side. There's a café nearby,
which is just as well as Dad is ready for his cup of tea.
Now what's that wafting on the breeze? A very appetizing smell!
It smells sort of meaty... sausagey and oniony.
Maybe a dash of ketchup in there as well.
Hmm.... Snnifffff....
Dad says it's called a 'hot dog'! But surely he must be mistaken??