I found the plastic mesh down by the sea this morning. I think it's better than chicken wire but not as good as using steam bent ti-tree and metal hoops like a proper old cray-pot.
The experience of living in a small and fairly remote town is a possible explanation for this but Ifind my self humming that line from a Cruel Sea song"...my head is like a room full of people all trying to get out of the door at the same time."
Peer through and see the faces looking out at you.
In this version the individual faces tumble together inside the sealed trap. Like rolling of dice each flick of your wrist puts a different outcome in the mix. Faces that were on top now peer out from below the others.
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