When I was a child we camped every Summer weekend and the two weeks away from home on the beach next to Portland Harbour (that’s right, where the 2012 Summer Olympics are going to hold their sailing events). My memories of that time are of fish and shellfish – we lived on them. Cockles five times bigger than the ones you buy from beach huts, with the occassional razorfish. Conger, bass, mackerel, pollock, wrasse, bream, whiting, pout, gurnard, flatties, garfish – all featured on the menu during that time.




