A fishy feast

Quiet day at home, rustling up an impromptu lunch for my sister and brother-in-law. Always glad to have the opportunity to feed someone other than the immediate family; somehow makes it more fun to dig out the contents of the fridge. Being Easter, there was lots of fish (not for any reason except that it was the last weekend of the crayfishing season and people assume I want to clean fish over Easter), and so it was crayfish cocktail, flash-fried tuna with a balsamic cream and pickled yellowtail which I made yesterday that was sufficiently mature. A few salad leaves and plenty of avocados were all that we needed to accompany the simple seafood feast.
We won't see crayfish again until November, assuming that there is another recreational crayfishing season, and having eaten vast quantities in the 80s when we used to fish almost daily for our 'free from the sea' allocation, I didn't miss it at all during the 20 or so years we haven't had a small boat and bothered to go out for red gold. Today's crayfish were hauled in by my son, and his picture shows how idyllic the scenery was - glassy sea, early morning light with misty conditions rolling in. In days of yore, I would also be in the boat and many's the story I can tell of hair-raising experiences with He Who Can Fix Anything as captain. Among his many nicknames is McGyver, and experienced sailors will not travel the oceans without him on board. However, his appetite for risk on the sea does not always make the crew happy, although it does feed his sense of humour. Having said that, I also don't go to sea with someone else at the helm and so preferred to go hiking on Friday (always an excellent choice).
Years of experience in cleaning fish made short work of the yellowtail, but although not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth, it would be wonderful one day to receive a cleaned, skinned and filleted fish from a friend!