Jim Bowen: 'Let's face it, you can't pay the bills with boneless chicken legs ...' Photograph: Don McPhee
The Shaggy Blog Story so far:
Chapter one by Josie Long Chapter two by Marcus Brigstocke Chapter three by Isy Suttie Chapter four by Rob Deering Chapter five by Richard Herring Chapter six by Craig Hill
Chapter seven by Jim Bowen
"What time do you call this to come into my emporium of fine delicacies?"
He was beside himself with rage which I found rather surprising as he was usually a man of patience and love since he had passed his anger management course at Glasgow (Gorbals) College of Discretion and Care.
"I really can't do with this cavalier attitude to food preparation you are displaying," he fumed. "I don't care if your twin sister has completed the Jane Fonda video course, there is no reason at all why I, or my wonderful catering operation should suffer."
I found myself at a loss for words until I realised he was clutching at straws. Who else would work for this man for the pittance he was paying? Let's face it, you can't pay the bills with boneless chicken legs. Everybody knows they've been tampered with.
I decided to take the chicken leg by the horn and confront the man face to face.
"You don't frighten me you bully. I can get a job anywhere in the chicken business," I clucked.
His reaction to my bravado was, to say the least, surprising ...
Tomorrow: Paul Sinha continues the story.
