On holiday, one of the most requested activities by the oldest four children is to go crabbing. Every year, the best locations are sourced, crabbing lines are patiently untangled, and a suitable vessel for the unfortunate crabs procured.
This was the first time at Marble Hill, (although I strongly suspect it won't be the last), and it was a bumper haul. Jude brought home this large, bad tempered crustacean, while Cormac proudly managed to catch a 5 euro note which floated past his line! 99s all round then....
