Still in Marsaxlokk village,  as I was looking out of the window late one evening, and minding my own thoughts, one of the fishing boats arrived, it was the first time I actually saw more than the boats, the men, and the nets, I was already wondering when I would see the fish being brought to shore, and I was a bit curious about that.

Locally I have seen no butcher shops in this village, and that suits me fine, moreover there are several very successful fish shops that sell a whole range of fish and shellfish. Anyway to go back to my story, the boat arrived, and already the little refrigerated van was standing ready on the pier, door open.

Next was all hands on deck, even the driver of the little van is helping, the fish had been kept cool in the bottom of the boat, in a special compartment closed off from the rest of the boat, I see the men loading the fish and handing the plastic containers to be stacked into the little van.  It did not take them long, in fact there seemed very little fish to be brought ashore.

It’s incredible how hard these fishermen work and how much time they put into mending and untangling their nets, this alone is a time consuming job and you always see the men doing so.  In fact though I have also seen some women at this work here in the village.



Finally they are unloading some of the nets and putting them on the pier, and they left again, not sure if it was to catch more fish or what.  The woman and the little van also drove off.  You see these little white refrigerated vans all over the place around here.

Fishing nets are here drying in the sun, and also being unravelled.  And the man is mending nets, I’ve seen more of them do this, they hold the net with their feet and using a large needle-like implement they sew and repair the nets.

Thanks to the fishermen for letting me photograph them, much appreciated.  It’s great to see something of the local activity, this is a fishing village after all.



When sitting around in the sun here at the seashore of Marsaxlokk there is nothing more pleasant than watching the fishermen, and women, at their work of disentangling and organising their fishing nets, it is time consuming work, taking hours. The nets in this case are called trammel nets, local name is Parit, these nets are used during the winter months to catch several different types of fish. Ian struck up a conversation with some local fishermen the other day and we heard interesting stories about their lives, their hardships (fishing restrictions stipulated by the E.U.), and they answered the question of why the Luzzu (the beautiful, colourful, and traditional small fishing boats) have got two motors on board, the latter is supposed to be in case one of the motors falls out, so as not to have to miss out on their fishing for the day, and so their income. I love these little Luzzu boats, their colours are vibrant, making the whole harbour look very picturesque. The eyes (eye of Osiris) on both sides of the bow is supposed to be dating back to ancient Phoenician times and the custom of calling for protection from evil. It sure looks that way and it looks interesting.
Fishing is not a very large industry in Malta it seems, and this village, being Marsaxlokk is one of the largest fishing villages in the country.  As you can see, every bit of space is used to sort these trammel nets.