I took this down near Bournemouth some time ago, I suspect that after Brexit it is now our entire fishing fleet on the south coast of England! I suspect he hunts for 'Pilchards,' a type of fish that was so common during the hungry war years that nobody wished to see any more. So, to sell it afterwards they had to change the name to 'Sardines!' Funnily enough the 'Sardines' I remember from my childhood were much smaller, more like 'Anchovies,' but maybe Scots fishermen found the fish they were catching were not as well fed as those in the rich south?
The day was slow, I was dog-tired today for no good reason, I will blame the 'Jab' because I see no other cause. I did wake up enough in the afternoon to tidy my desk, it has clearly been a long time since I did that, polished it, and then sorted the books on the other 'sideboard.' Dust everywhere, mostly on me, but now all is tidy, in order and the smell of polish fills the room.
That's enough work for today...
