That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for September 06, 2021

“I don’t care if you didn’t make any sales, I still get paid for catching them for you!”

Jenifry leaned against the boat seductively, trying to get Locryn’s attention, but he was somehow drawn to Bersaba, who was sitting on a basket of crushed lemons.

Winston; buying fish and setting up to look like he was out fishing all day for when he gets home to the wife.

In his boat he’d been fishing all day, / facing gale winds, high seas, and salt spray. / But his small, paltry catch / couldn’t come close to match / what he saw at the beach on display. /// The waves, with a hurricane roar / had beached hundreds of fish on the shore. / By a cruel twist of fate / his day’s haul looked like bait, / and that’s when, like a sailor, he swore.

It’s a veritable fishy abattoir.

With dinner draped over his shoulder, Carl went fishing for something a little different.

“You look like honest ladies, but my nose is a tellin’ me there’s something fishy goin’ on around here.”

Like what you see, big boy? It’s one haddock for a half hour ‘roll’ in the boat.

At a fish sale on a Cornish beach, / lady fishmongers were forced to teach, / when asked by certain men / for some Cornish game hen. / “Chicken of the Sea’s not that!” they’d screech.

Few things or less pleasant than a salmon as a present in the mor-or-ornin..

I warned you not to get close to them.

You know what they say about fishwives….

Catch of the day might be crabs.

when it comes to sales they’re floundering…

You musht remember this:/ a fish ish shtill a fish/ a shigh ish shtill a shigh/The fundamental thingsh apply…

“Life’s a beach…”

“My name is Gorton, and I’d like to know which one of you ladies is Mrs. Paul.”

“You two gals got plans for the evenin’ ?”

Just wrap in in that wray.

“Gimme a two piece with fries and extra hushpuppies”

So they wrapped it, in parchment, and cooking en papillote was born.

Excuse me ladies. Does one of you happen to be Molly Malone?

A Fish Sale on a Cornish Beach: 

https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Stanhope_Forbes_-_A_Fish_Sale_on_a_Cornish_Beach.jpg 

has info and links that point to more info about this painting.

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (⌘- or Ctrl-) clicking the image at 

http://thatispriceless.blogspot.com/2021/09/masterpiece-2787.html 

I have added a comment there (awaiting Mr. Melcher’s approval) pointing to the artist info I used to point to here. First work by him used here.

For a Birthday or Wedding?…..

Blind man: “Good morning, ladies.”

Woman: “How did you know we were here and were ladies?”

Blind man: “Olfactory, my dear.”

What do you mean, Is it fresh? Are you blind?

Stanhope must have had quite the agenda if he wanted to set his easel up in the middle of a beach full of rotting, smelling fish guts.

Glad you ladies could make it. Quite a game of skittles last night eh? Where is your friend? Oh … well, I guess two out of three isn’t bad.

Aye, I suppose if you wanted to have a quick beach party; here would be a great place to be. Before high tide comes in.

LULUBELL wanted to be around fisherman to hide her smell. but the men knew thatfish don’t smell that bad fresh from the sea.

“Riders to the Sea”