Not me, I’m not “on the rocks”; well, I was on the rocks, but not in a washed-up sense… more of a fisher-woman sense (not fish-wife, I hasten to add!). What I noticed – apart from the fact that the fish weren’t biting – was that fisher-folk like their drinks on the rocks. Call me peculiar if you like but I found all the bottles and cans hidden in and around the rocks rather fascinating and picturesque . You have to find something to do when the fish aren’t hungry!