Fresh Fish

We’ve got some new neighbours. It was fairly easy to spot that Chris is a keen fisherman as there were two boats parked on the lawn (Australians seem to go in for parking things on their lawns, which seems very strange to us). Anyway, there was a knock on the door just before supper the other evening and Chris presented me with two Nile Perch fillets, part of his afternoon’s catch. So fresh they were practically still twitching, they smelt of nothing but the sea. We ate them that night and they were delicious. Strange to think that they’d been swimming around only a few hundred metres away but I suppose you get used to that idea.