The Great Shark Hunt

In the summer I was on a stag do in Brighton. On the sunday morning after coffee and burgers for breakfast we went fishing ten miles out at sea. We had mixed success, I think just about everybody caught a fish but nobody caught more than two which is not much really as we were out there for 6 hours or so.

Somebody caught a ray which was allegedly the most impressive catch of the day.

I, however, believe that the monster killer shark that I caught was far more impressive.