The enemy

Before I had the Rymaralee a fishery officer was like a friend,gave advice,and would help you out in any way. That didn't halve change after I had the boat for a couple of years. They gave me a grant to build a boat and now they told me I can't catch fish? One day we were landing fish when a fishery officer came down aboard the boat and cautioned me for missreporting my position.A spotter plane had seen me in another position.Sometime after that I came home from sea and discovered my wife in a terrible state.She told me she had left Matthew (9years old)in the house to go to the shop and when she returned he was in an awfull state crying and shaking.He told her that a man came to the door and asked him to sign for a registered letter.When Matthew asked what for?the reply was Your daddy's going to jail for catching fish.I phoned peterhead fishery office to see who did this and was told it would have came from a fishery officer called Mr Jack in Edinburgh.I then phoned Edinburgh and asked for Mr Jack.I was told he was not there and they don't give out home phone no's.I Knew I was coming up against a brick wall so I told them it was personal that I was his boyfriend.I heard the person at the office discussing it with another(with certain suprise!)then gave me his phone no.!!!I phoned Mr jack and had a wee bit of an arguement.with me telling him he was worse than Hitler,trying to do away with the fishing industry and treatening children at their homes.The next day another registered letter came from Edinburgh. and told me I was the lowest class of human being on earth.(a complement for me)and The court would be told about me.I was delighted with the letter and went up to Nesfo offices where we had a laugh at what must have upset Mr Jack.when he went into office next day and found how I got his number,and that his workmates believed me.(I bet they put a mark on his tea mug after that)I got copies and showed it to everybody I knew even the Peterhead fishery office.It brought a smile to everyone's face. I was fined £200 at Dornach court. .................................. When we landed in Lossie and didn't want disturbed Uncle volanteered to keep an eye on Phyllip(the Lossie officer)as he did not go to sea at this time. but he couldn't drive.One night he was up with nephew lying in a dark street beside Phyllips flat.when the police came up shone a torch into the car and asked the what they were doing.Just speaking came the reply.Next night I was up with uncle when the same police came by and looked in.The third night unc was up with his brother.the police came by again , gave uncle a grin and said "your scrapping the barrel tonight"Uncle never went back.That bobbies thought I was a horses hoof he said!Phyllip was a nice person and hoped the he would get cheap house insurance as it was always guarded.