A spotted army of chain-smoking young apprentices sit fidgeting in their seats on the first day of trawler school, eying up the legs of a female teacher and dreaming of… well, they’re not entirely sure. Some won’t make the grade; but some will take to the wild seas in pursuit of ‘the catch’.
Thirty-five years on boats big and small, on seas good and downright terrifying, Jim has come face-to-face with the adventures only a fisherman could tell; adventures he needed to tell before he gets too old and decrepit to remember the fun and the fear.
Join him, Miserable Mike, Dim Tim and a plethora of other ‘characters’ (that’s the polite word) as they sail creels boats and beamers, and everything in between, over the inhospitable waters off the north coast of Scotland in the 1970s – before the days of mobile phones, but during the days of purple Ford Capris with furry seat covers – and laugh with him all the way back to the… pub!
This isn’t your average fairy tale success story – it’s grim, it’s funny but it’s real; it’s the real life of a fisherman.
Thirty-five years on boats big and small, on seas good and downright terrifying, Jim has come face-to-face with the adventures only a fisherman could tell; adventures he needed to tell before he gets too old and decrepit to remember the fun and the fear.
Join him, Miserable Mike, Dim Tim and a plethora of other ‘characters’ (that’s the polite word) as they sail creels boats and beamers, and everything in between, over the inhospitable waters off the north coast of Scotland in the 1970s – before the days of mobile phones, but during the days of purple Ford Capris with furry seat covers – and laugh with him all the way back to the… pub!
This isn’t your average fairy tale success story – it’s grim, it’s funny but it’s real; it’s the real life of a fisherman.
