Lymington Fisherman!

Took the train to Lymington this morning to try to photograph fishermen/fishmongers for my project.

One fishmonger's shop was open, but staffed by a teenage girl who looked angry. Not what I'm looking for.

There were no fishermen apart from this guy, who we spotted while eating lunch.

Desperately wandering in the rain wasn't very fun, so we decided to come back to Winch. On the train home, the sun came out, the clouds disappeared and I'll bet about 27 Lymingtonian fishermen all decided to go out for a fish in the lovely weather.

Ah well, yesterday's brownie makes everything better.