MOST food should not be eaten when walking in public, but fish and chips is one of the few exceptions. It makes me think of strolling along the Mumbles prom, while tucking into them with lots of salt and vinegar. When it comes to the fish, cod is my choice.

I've at least got half the ideal combo then when I bag myself a table at the Windsor: a welcome haven from the freezing temperatures outside.

I have to admit it has been a while since I last parked myself here. In fact, more years than I care to remember. But glad to say, it hasn't changed one jot since. In a bit of a homage to the '70s, it is liberally laced with plenty of formica, stainless steel and plastic.

Things perked up nicely again with our welcoming waitress handing me the menu. No fancy pants stuff here! A chicken curry (£5.70) was about the most tantalising glimpse of modern day foodie fads up for grabs. But for me, it just had to be cod and chips with a side of mushy peas.

A thick slab of fish with a fantastically crisp batter coating arrived together with generous portions of chips and peas. The fish was exemplary: moist and tasty and a far cry from the more everyday versions of this dish you tend to get these days. I have to admit I would have preferred my chips to have been just a little crunchier, but even so, a nice addition to my plate.

All in all a rare lunchtime treat I am glad I have re-visited.

Ten or twenty years from now, if you believe the scientists, wild fish will be something that only the very rich will be able to eat. For the rest of us, the menu will feature reconstituted fish bites made from algae and jellyfish.

Let's hope they are wrong.

Good honest-to-goodness food and good service is very much the focus here. And that's just how I hope it stays for many years to come!

Peter Slee