As everyone knows, there are four primary types of monger. A fishmonger, a rumour monger, an ironmonger and a warmonger.
I turned out to be a popular phone-in on Alan Partridge’s radio show.
We’re asking, what is the worst monger? Iron, fish… rumour… or war?
But, last week, my world was turned on its head. There is a fifth kind of monger! A “costermonger”. Here is the description from Wikipedia:
Costermonger, coster, or costard is a street seller of fruit and vegetables, in London and other British towns. Costermongers were ubiquitous in mid-Victorian England, and some are still found in markets. As usual with street-sellers, they would use a loud sing-song cry or chant to attract attention. The costermonger’s cart might be stationary at a market stall, or mobile (horse-drawn or wheelbarrow).
What an age to be alive.
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