Exciting fast food wars update: faithful reader MT alerts me to something I should have known myself. Not only is the British embassy in Tehran located on Bobby Sands Street, there is a Bobby Sands burger joint in hip and happening Tehran too.
Andrew McKie has also considered the ideological implications - nay, temptations - of the chip shop wars. As he suggests: "Fish supper, chicken supper. A theological and geopolitical minefield. This calls for a book, really."
*Explanatory note: During Bobby Sands' hunger strike fans at Glasgow Rangers and Heart of Midlothian, among, I think, other clubs, would sing, to the tune of "She's Coming Round the Mountain", "Could you go a chicken supper, Bobby Sands?/Could you go a chicken supper, Bobby Sands?/Could you go a chicken supper, you dirty Fenian fucker/Could you go a chicken supper Bobby Sands." That is, would the IRA prisoner care to eat a dinner of fried chicken and french fries? This song was, as you might imagine, particularly popular during matches against Glasgow Celtic. Feelings were, er, running high.