Used to happen to me all the time. I'd get told I was being written into a proposal for a gig in Jamaica or Bermuda or something and end up getting sent to Cleveland instead.
If you go in the right season you may be able to sample the near legendary fish "The Prince" served with a suce of water buffalo cream and green walnuts.
Hmm? i'm starting to wonder what a fish has to do to be "near legendary". maybe it stuck it's fin in a dyke to stop the water running out and asphyxiating thousands of its finny friends?
Oddly enough this makes me happy- you will be able to join me as I crush the jewelled kingdoms of Scotland beneath my sandalled feet in April. Alternatively we could just go for a curry.
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