A good time to go fishing is when you
see a chicken oiling its feathers.
A man makes a gallant attempt to encourage perfect fishing conditions.
No fisherman's wife would venture to comb her hair if her "guid man" was at sea.
Dorothy wonders if her husband will ever get home from his fishing trip.
In one Moray village a fisherman would go as far as to punch the nose of anyone rash enough to wish him "Good Luck" (a sure sign he'd not catch fish!), thus drawing blood so as to turn the ill-luck.
An exchange of pleasantries on the Moray coast