They fished all night. Nothing. Countless times they set and recovered the heavy nets. Nada. Zilch. Heading to shore for a much needed rest, a voice rang out over the water:
“D’ya do orright?”
“Nah, just got here!” The standard fisherman lie reply to yet another wannabe know-it-all ashore.
“Look over there, the bait are chopping, try there, heaps of fish a bit further out to the left.”