There was a knock on the door tonight at half nine
I thought it was the window cleaner, was gonna give him the money and ask him again not to leave the back gate open cos the dog got out.
It was some people we know from round the corner.
They'd come straight off their fishing boat, asked us if we had a washing up bowl.
I went and got one and they filled that and a bag up with 24 fresh mackerel, just caught
They'd even gutted them for us. I'm as happy as err...something very happy indeed.
Fishermen who dont eat fish - I love em.