Looking at my daughter-in-law's blog site, I see that my grandson (one of several) has learned to fish for bream. They're living on family land, and fishing a pond that my father built. Evidently, it's full of fish and the other grandad taught him how to fish for the tasty little fish.
Up the little hill, in the barn behind the young'un is my father's shop. My son has been working in there, blending his knowledge of old time woodworking and my Dad's tools to craft a piece of furniture for his family.