Then the queen says to this fishmonger…
I say, my good man, are you the local fishmonger?
Well, I must say, there is a vile odor here!
You smelt something bad? Say, did you come to carp, or are you here just for the halibut? Get it? Halibut? I got a million of ’em!
One gathers you must be some sort of village simpleton, laughing at jokes such as those.
You could be right, your majesty. I’ll mullet over.
Now see here! I am growing very angry!
I’m not doing it on porpoise, your highness. It’s probably just your minnow-pause.
Britain’s Queen Elizabeth meets fishmonger Pat O’Connell at the English Market in Cork May 20, 2011. REUTERS/Maxwell’s/POOL