A climbing holiday has brought David Jones to the West Coast of Scotland. Fate has introduced him to Donald. As the days grow into weeks, he finds that fishing for lobster and herring is unlike anything he has done before. As he progresses from being a Green Hand to a practised fisherman, David takes to his new life with relish. The days of his strict chapel-going home in Wales are far behind him. Fishing has become his one obsession. This is as amusing and sympathetic novel.a#39;Your beard smells of fish, a#39; she complained, and her smile was a gallant one. a#39;I didna#39;t have ... a#39;Unless you let your beard grow so thick that the sun cana#39;t penetrate it.a#39; a#39;I might ... a#39;Ia#39;d say you must put it in a bag and send it to me to fondle.a#39; He bitanbsp;...
|Publisher||:||House of Stratus - 2002-09-01|