Hook and line

On Saturday we had some delicious sea bass for dinner. It reminded me of an incident a number of years ago when I visited the fish market next to the dock on which the trawlers unloaded their catch.

I was waiting to be served when a man in a mac sidled up to me and whispered, 'Do you want to buy a sea bass?'
'Um.'
'Caught it myself this morning off the docks.'

Aware we were being watched by the burly man behind the counter, and before the fisherman had a chance to flash it at me, I shook my head, and said, 'No, I don't think so, thank you.'

I regret that now.