During the run up to a national election in Ireland, local and national politicians from all parties take to the streets of their constituencies and go door to door canvassing for votes. Not only is it cold and wet most days, but the government is pretty severely disliked at the moment so I really would hate to be a politician knocking on angry voters doors. So, when the doorbell rang on a quiet Friday afternoon I made Michael answer it (after all he is the only one in the house with an actual vote). To our delight it wasn’t a politician at all but a fish monger!!
Friday seems a fitting day for a fish monger.
Anyway, a small fortune later and we have a well stock freezer of flash frozen fresh fish to keep us all going over the next few months! We played it safe for now and got some yummy Cod Loins and Brie’s favourite, fish fingers! No need to trudge to the market for fresh fish for a while.
Oh, and the politicians have begun canvassing in our neighbourhood, however, they just put leaflets through the letterbox rather than ring and have to face the music and actually talk to voters. Pretty cowardly if you ask me…
Yum! You have a fish monger. How fun.
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