All that remains of the Christmas lights is the scaffolding......
bound away for her home port under power, the Pacific Swift happy to be away from the attentions of the Border Agency who spent five days searching her from stem to stern while she was in Newlyn......
also bound away in the early morning sunshine, the Filadelfia.......
those big beamer men like their big bikes......
they go with the big gear, a day's work ahead......
empty bait bins for the crab fleet.......
FalFish's sign writer has been busy again.
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