My husband grew up in the trawling community of the Hessle road in Hull. He went to sea at fifteen and saw more losses in that tight knit community than he cares to mention. It is long since behind him, and he has moved on with his life, but its a very sombre mood in this household. At the back of my mind it really brings home to you how primitive we are despite all our grand technology, we send men in little boats out to sea in dreadful weather. thank you Shambles for the beautiful prose.