Memories of Wimbledon McDonald’s

I spotted a can of (diet) root beer in the supermarket today and bought it on a whim. The taste brought back memories of going to the McDonald’s in nearby Wimbledon after Sunday school in the late 70s/early 80s.
Going to McDonald’s was very exciting. In those there weren’t that many of them in London, so it was still a ‘special’ thing to do. I vividly remember the first time I managed to eat a whole hamburger by myself. My sister would sit in a highchair surrounded by half eaten chips and I would always have root beer.
The best trip of all was when my father spilt his apple pie down his tie after squeezing the packet too hard. How exciting! Daddy had spilt something instead of me. The Sauls still laugh about this event, 27 years later.

One Response to “Memories of Wimbledon McDonald’s”

  1. Stuart J. Saul Says:

    …well, some of them do.

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