Les’s boat Skeirrip has a magnificent and expensive electronic navigation system. It tells you where you are within a distance of two metres, will take you anywhere, and even find the fish for you. The problem is that nobody over thirty can work out how to use it.
Needless to say the system will sing and dance for Henry, coming on twenty, so we now leave the helming and navigation to him. This leaves us free to cut bait and reminisce about the good old days before all these new-fangled devices.
Originally we gave him the title Henry the Navigator. But after he studied Chairman Mao in his first year as a history undergraduate, we changed this to The Great Helmsman.
The fish in the Irish Sea are perfectly safe during term time.