We have an illustrious new establishment in my home village - a fishmongers. Bob operates out of a space the size of a large wardrobe, but this tardis like fishshop has taken the area by storm. He buys from the coast the same morning he sells, the fish so fresh you can still smell the sea on them.
His shop is called Bob's Plaice. He has one counter and a domestic size fridge for "samples".
This morning I dropped in on the way to visit a friend. I bought a large piece of haddock for her, and then saw an unidentifiable name on the counter. "What is Baramundy?" Bob whipped out a sample from the fridge "Teck it 'ome and try it. No charge." I tried it tonight and it was wonderful.
I wonder if he does S. Hemisphere deliveries?
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