Chapter Eight
The Takeaway
When it comes to pakoras, size always matters.
A week later I was filling tubs with spicy onions and mint dips like a pro.
Turns out all Kamal’s talk of me “handling things” was just that – talk. Wendy who used to work in the takeaway took a job in the co-op and everyone else he asked laughed at him.
Still, Mavis was pleased. “Two birds,” she said. “You and me, you a new job – and I can come and see you all the time – keep an eye on things.”
I had my doubts; in my experience, keeping an eye on things was never that simple, and I had enough trouble getting used to my new job.
I spent the first week answering the phone while trying to get to grips with a menu as easy to understand as a TV remote. I served food, cleared up food, and did a million other food c
