I’m keeping up with the Joneses

I’ve kissed the Blarney stone

I’ve seen the error of my ways

And I’ll give the dog a bone

I’m a knight in shining armour

In the twinkling of an eye

I’ve jumped on the bandwagon

And I keep my powder dry

I’m all at sixes and sevens

At the drop of a hat

As sure as eggs are eggs

I’m as blind as a bat

I may play second fiddle

But I’m always as pleased as Punch

To swallow my pride

And eat the ploughman’s lunch

This is a fine kettle of fish

I need to pour cold water on

I live my life by expressions

When all is said and done