Tuesday is fish day

This week I remembered my camera when I went outside to buy some fish from Roger the flying fish man.  I had hoped to get some mackerel again as last week's was so delicious, but unfortunately there wasn't any, so I settled for herring instead (for me, that is - too many bones for Mr C so he has cod again).  I told Roger how herring reminded me of my school days in the dark ages when we had Domestic Science, which included cookery and sewing.  I have never forgotten the lesson on how to fillet a herring and shall put that to good use this evening.  I might even boil up the bones for a broth for Casper kitten (although I suspect the fishy smell will not be welcome in the house.)