Dream Jobs are great until they become reality. My dream Job was working on a fish Farm in Scotland, out at sea all day driving boats feeding fish etc. :thumb: :thumb:
Fine until its winter time, force eight gale and you are harvesting them on a 40ft boat. Ice, blood and Hypothermia.
Or summer time counting all the dead fish that the divers have removed from the bottom of the cages, and may I had sometimes it was hard to determine how many bits made up a whole fish.
As you have probably gathered I don't eat salmon.
Dream Jobs are just that.
:
Alistair
Ps Hope I didn't put anyone off their fish supper. :rofl: :rofl: