Very deep, that's how deep. But not as deep as some.
Take evening meals. What do you call it? To me, it has always been dinner. Except when I've called it "tea", but there is a definate sliding towards the ponce end of the scale.
Because, call me a snob and a classist if you like, but there's a sliding scale of evening meal twattery at work:
Supper >>> Dinner >>> Tea >>> McDonalds >>> Chipshop
To the left of "Supper", there's the even more heinous "Supper Club", who will be the first against the wall come the glorious revolution, and to the right of "Chipshop" comes "Punching people coming out of Chipshops and stealing their chips".
Even further to the left is the "Roving Supper Club", where - I have been told by the shameless people who take part in such BLASPHEMIES - Supper Club members would dress up and have a course at each member's house, before moving on. So far, so poncy. BUT HOW DO YOU GET PISSED?
I fear, as my fifties loom, I may get involved in Suppers at some stage. But as long as egg and chips still exist, there will always be tea.
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But what about confusion with the mid-day meal, which can be either lunch, luncheon or dinner?
It is all so confusing. Dinner was originally breakfast (fr: desjunare), elevenses were at 11, tea-time was at 4 (possibly from punjabi: char wadjay - four o'clock, char also sounding very much like chai or tea), supper is a snack eaten between the evening meal and bed-time, brunch is a stupid made up word that Americans injected into our society...
And what do you do about a fish supper, eh? That bridges the ends of your scale, effectively short-circuiting the whole of society?
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