Mollie May on a mizzly morn...
the Bon Accord with all her fishing lights still up in harbour...
fresh fish have blood-red gills...
head-on monk from the prawner...
handy hake from the seiner...
and a few good bass...
a brace of brill from the beamer...
Cornish tails...
cracking reds...
"and still they come", as the song goes in War of the Worlds...
you can't beat a good John Dory for fine dining...
even the seiner is catching the eight-leggers...
not the best of days to be headed out for a cruise around the Bay...
Newlyn's usual good mix of top quality fish all set for despatch.
