Gary has his work cut out this morning...
with a market heavily laden with megrim and other beam trawl fish...
along with a few odds 'n sods including these pout-like fish - named after a certain kind of gentleman's legwear......
and the megrim-like witch with their unmistakable black-tipped extremities...
along with a few tons of cuttles...
while at the other end of the market there were good supplies of hake...
up for auction closely observed by a man in black with briefcase displaying the kind of sartorial elegance normally associated with the boardroom floor rather than that of a fish market...
plenty of MSC Certified hake with the netter Britannia V...
and the Padstow netter Charisma...
all getting the attention of the yellow welly brigade...
while fish like these ling...
compete with hake - the best quality fish are gutted with as small a cavity as is practicably possible to preserve the body shape of the fish for sale...
no prizes for knowing that these guys are predatory by nature...
there are still some of those lovable John Dory...
although the fish auction itself in Newlyn has yet to take on board computer technology there is one go-ahead buyer using his phone to record purchases live which are in turn displayed on the screens of the sales team back in head office - gone are the days of writing down and recording the sale and then phoning the prices through to sales staff in the office!...
causing a stir this morning with so much fish on the market...
and the subject of another final year dissertation in the making...
there's a new face on the market this morning...
as a certain Mr Thomas listens intently to the bidding before securing his own lot of cod - a first for one of the port's most successful fishermen!...
down with a triumphant flourish goes the tally for Seabourne Fish!...
away in the wet...
as the heavens open again.