(Feature image by alexbrn)
Absolutely anyone can catch a mackerel.
Mum and Dad, were sitting on Solva harbour sipping a Gin and Tonic, waving me off like parents who’d just discovered free childcare. They’d handed me over to a stranger who had a sideline in ‘fishing trips’. I was seven years old and perched on a small boat, without a lifejacket, in bumpy water. I went from feeling like we were all going to die to mild excitement when we received our fishing equipment. The excitement lasted about three seconds.