I got to buy a artisanal coffee Every morning it was shipment I would start my day by going into see Tara, the owner, she was gorgeous.She would be a bright beacon of light in the foggy mornings spent waiting for the boat to come in. The fishmongers were never ontime so it gave me time to learn as much as i could about her. Like me she was not from here but she had moved her at such a young age she might aswell have been. I have only been here about six months, it was only supposed to be temporary while my cousin recovered from their accident. But that didn't turn out quiet how anyone could have hoped and with no one else to keep the butcher shop open here I am. Plus so,eone needed to look after gran and her long time partner. They were living off tea and marshmallows before I arrived. But here I am smelling of fish and sea water everyday. Gran owned and ran the sea exclusive butcher shop here on the pennicela up until she lost use of her left hand after a stroke. Then her partner helped keep it afloat followed by my cousin and now me. I didn't think my life would lead me here by any means but i suppose im here to stay.At least until i finally work up the courage to finally get it over with and kill myself. Who knows today could be that day.