Open before first light, the workers at the fish market never take a day off, the fish is always fresh and offcuts are sold as dogmeat. The smell of salt is thick on the air, and burly men cart large fish back and forth across the streets. The atmosphere here is very energetic and uplifting, and everyone looks to be hard at work. Stray cats have become a bit of a problem in recent years, hanging about in the hopes of running off with a small fish or two. Small, makeshift homes have been set up for the early morning fishermen who go out before first light and arrive back at the docks with plenty of fish by lunch time, and their wives and children are often about to help fillet fish and clean the boats.