I read this with interest. Every summer for the last 26 years, I've collected dead ormer shells during my snorkelling expeditions from the seabed in the bay of Collioure on the Mediterranean coast. They have never been common but I used to collect half a dozen or so every trip which we used for decorative purposes. It became a joke with Madame that I could not return from a dive without presenting her with a bright ormer. In recent years, however, they have been hard to find.I noticed too, that sea urchins, an indicator of water health, are also declining in numbers. It seems to me that our stretch of the Mediterranean is becoming an underwater desert despite the efforts of the Authorities who have established an marine reserve just down the coast. I guess it's a sad illustration of how the natural world has suffered over the course of my lifetime.At the market, yesterday morning, I bought three green ormers. The fishmonger had four out on ice on his stall; I told him that there would be three of us for supper so I'd want either three or six, but he didn't have another two so I came away with three and he was left with just one lonely ormer.
This is, I think, the only time I've ever seen them for sale. The fishmonger told me that there are strict rules concerning the size, the season and the numbers that can be harvested, so while they're not excessively expensive they are still somewhat rare.
Brother-in-law's wife forgot that she had the roof-top box fitted and got stuck in the entrance to an underground car park... she had the presence of mind to let a bit of air out of the tires to let the car down just enough to reverse back out.Just remember it’s up there as you park under trees.
DAMHIK!
But not as good as Fortunes of Whitby<Yelps>
Dont you go showing me kippers; I am on a fast to cure a gippy tummy. Nothing but a bit of soup and milk for me.
But I do like a Craster...better than the Manx.
The `one eyed steak` as the fishman told me they were called.