Whilst the rain clouds formed above and on the horizon, the silken sea gently rolled in. An older gentleman casts his net to catch bait. Hoping to catch the bigger fish when he later, throws his fishing line into the sea. Will he be able to show the fish he caught, or will there be fables told over an afternoon beverage? ‘The one that got away; he was so big, this big. A crocodile got him and then I had to run, zigging and zagging, for my life up the beach. Or I may have got the bait but blooming heck those fish weren’t biting today. Something must be happen, somewhere?’ Regardless of the tale I hope the gentleman got his fish today without any hassles. Tonight he sits back enjoying the fresh bounty of the sea, in a dry room.
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