Up at the relatively sedate time of oh seven fifty eight. Actually I was dressed and down slightly earlier but I am now sat at the kitchen table, as I am won’t to do, at the aforementioned time, before embarking on breakfast. On this occasion I am going to indulge in some bacon and a slice of sourdough toast. It is not always thus. A second pot of tea has appeared, as if by magic but really due to the generous attentions of THG.
Just two days to go until our big family wedding. The speech has been practiced but will benefit from a couple more run throughs. Don’t want to have to resort to notes do we? It’s a bit like learning a song on the guitar. If you learn it off by heart you can put more feeling, emotion, into the finished article. I used to do quite a lot of public speaking. Conferences mostly. Nowadays if I ever do one it is a one off and such speeches don’t benefit from the fine tuning brought about by repetition. I have no interest in doing talks anymore but obvs one’s daughter’s wedding is different kettle of fish innit.
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The phrase “different kettle of fish” originated from the earlier expression “pretty kettle of fish” or “fine kettle of fish,” both referring to a muddled or messy situation, which likely came from the literal custom of preparing a variety of fish in a large cooking pot. The idiom “different kettle of fish” emerged later, in the 20th century, to denote an entirely distinct and separate matter from the previous one
Thought I’d look it up so that you don’t have to. In my case the 20th century version is the right one to choose.
In other news THG reports that the water butt by the potting shed is full to the brim after last night’s rain. This is good. The rain wasn’t such good news for the students back for the Lincoln University graduation ceremonies yesterday. Son in law in waiting, George and I popped out for a quick pint and clocked quite a number of proud but bedraggled looking sets of parents being dragged around the pubs by their offspring. By the time we finished, said parents were being dumped by their little darlings to head out into the night with their mates leaving mum and dad to go home for dinner/back to the hotel to change out of their restrictive glad rags and into something more comfortable (I daresay).
There is more other news. You hear it here as it happens. Our shower room shower has just conked out. Typical innit. There will be eight of us in the house tonight. Don’t worry. Lincoln Plumbing and Heating, Lincoln’s finest shower fixing specialists (ccSimon Forshaw) are on the case and someone will be on their way this afternoon.
Stay tuned…