Maybe you're gonna be the one that saves me

[venta]

Help required with...

While in Whitby nearly a fortnight ago, I ordered some kippers from the little shop on the front. They were supposed to be posted to a friend; they never arrived.

Now, comparing geography notes with my mum, we think the shop is either on Marine Parade or Pier Road. However, the interweb has completely failed to provide me with an address or phone number for it.

I've found a phone number for Fortunes (one of the smokehouses); they're not answering. I can't find a number for Nobles (the other smokehouse), and in fact I have no idea whether the shop is connected with either of those, anyway.

Does anyone have a suggestion of how I can get in touch and demand my smoked-fish-by-post ?

I have another of those song lyrics questions where I proivide a fragment of lyric, and some background incorrect information, and ask if anyone knows what it is.

This is not a quiz. I don't know the answer. That's why I'm asking.

Today's approximate lyric: baby, you don't want to be a picture in a magazine

I'm convinced it's a Bloc Party quote, but when questioned BP's bassist said "nope, not one of ours", and I suppose I should take his word for it.

Any offers ?

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[wimble.livejournal.com]

This is our Emergency by Pretty Girls Make Graves?

http://www.modernrocklyrics.com/P/prettygirlsmakegraves_thenewromance.php

[http://users.livejournal.com/_corpse_/]

I have a friend whose mother lives in Whitby... I could ask her to ask her to get contact details if you like?

It might be a slightly slow process.

Damn I want a kipper now.

Mmmmm...

[leathellin.livejournal.com]

Any of these http://www.whitbyonline.co.uk/whitby/whitby-retail/ places?

[http://users.livejournal.com/elle_/]

I ordered some kippers from the little shop on the front.... They were supposed to be posted to a friend

I assume this is a friend you didn't want to keep? :P

[broadmeadow.livejournal.com]

Somewhere there's a sorting office with a lost parcel down the back of a cupboard, and a very nasty smell.

[drdoug.livejournal.com]

I ordered some kippers from the little shop on the front. They were supposed to be posted to a friend; they never arrived.

Oh no! Maybe it was a swindle all along and they never intended to send smoked fish to anyone. Perhaps you've been ... done up like a kipper.

Badoom-tish!