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Trawler Man

28/11/95

28 November 1995 - TRAWLER MAN

I sailed into port this morning with my first haul. Imagine the surprise on the faces of sailors on the quayside as we stood shivering on the deck with our hands and faces encrusted with barnacles.

When we pulled alongside the dock, my first mate Pepe, angered by the staring on-lookers, rammed a huge stingray into the foghorn and sent it shooting out to sea with a powerful blast. It ricocheted off a buoy and split apart.


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