Scallop war.

Over the weeks I’ve had men in the house decorating as well as the usual bloke doing the garden.
On the whole it’s safer not to talk politics with any of them and yet somehow the same topics of conversation have cropped up with little prompting from me.
The subject which has prompted discussion several times is fishing.
Apparently the French are accused of "taking" our scallops...
They are only ours because of their proximity to our land of course but the number of stories I’ve been told recently suggest a scallop war may not be far away.
I love scallops and don’t much care if they are French or not...but it is the subject which comes fuelled with grievance.
All sorts of stories are told about various skirmishes out at sea where no one sees or hears anything...
But the one thing that is clear is the enmity between us the French out on the high seas.
This single subject fuels their determination to leave Europe.
We voted to leave and according to the blokes working here it is the situation out at sea that is the cause.
Horror stories abound. Attempts at scaring off the French from plundering "our" scallops seem to have led to several acts of warfare way beyond anything official. The description of chains being dragged across the precious beds of scallops has been repeated several times...I have no way of knowing the truth of it.
Once the subject had been brought up by my decorator I have asked other people this week how they feel.
It is a more or less unanimous answer....they want out of the E.U. in order to "protect" our scallops.
As I suspect this sort of territorial skirmishing existed long before the common market came into the picture I have no idea how best to stop it.
I just want scallops to be free from political interference!
And now I know how they are harvested I’ve gone off them anyway!



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