As we sat peacefully enjoying the descending sun after an excellent barbecue cooked by the bloke, his father became somewhat expansive in his reminiscence. I have not previously heard the story of his OBE'ing, so my ears perked up when the subject arose. I think it is necessary to record this portion of the ceremony for posterity.
When he met the Queen, she asked him which portion of the Ministry of Agriculture, Fisheries and Food was his remit.
Gravely, he answered, "Fish, mum."
Without batting a lash, she rejoined, "Not so many of those as there used to be."