The Day I Watched A Fisherman

Quite showery on the beach this morning but quiet at least.

The sky was fairly dramatic but the sea wasn't up. This small fishing boat came in to collect his pots and although his life must be quite hard it does have an appeal about it, apart from the danger, the drowning, the risk of losing fingers, the loneliness, the seasickness, the constant smell of fish.

I'm such a landlubber.