Someone has pulled a fish from a river with the head of a Roach, the body of a Goldfish and the tail-fin of a Bream. This being the result of inter-breeding going on beneath the waves. No wonder perhaps, when one learns that this particular water flows through East Anglia. ‘If I can catch another like this I can name them, ‘Duelling Banjos’
A well-worn phrase in ‘Murder Mysery’ circles where posh talking geezers and ladies with long cigarette holders sit on sofas whilst a fat Belgian or English old lady explains at great length who has ‘killed’ the geezer who has spent the last two hours laying down on the stage with a dummy knife in his back. Obviously this phrase isn’t that well-known in Vati […]