Why? I just do not get fishing, despite several goes at it. Today there were three. Men, as always. They sit as far apart as they can, look absolutely frozen, their noses drip in a most unattractive way, and they looked bored. And today was the same as every other day: empty keep nets.Still, I suppose they give the ducks, grebes and moorhens something to look at. The Canada Geese have given up and the last four have finally gone home (hoorah).
That's how exciting fishing gets.
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I'd give fishing a go but I'd insist on beer, cake, glorious sunshine and a few mates.
exactly. under those circs it might be worth it
It's always a bit of a shock when someone I know turns out to be a fisherman. A bit like casually mentioning that they go on naturist holidays.
Fishing is probably on the wane. At a guess I'd say it was down to modern folk being as far removed from the contemplative life as you can get. I suspect it would gain more adherents if it was more festive, with loud bands playing, and televisions situated along river banks and around ponds. As for the fishing itself, I bet they'd go crazy if the rivers and lakes were populated with flying fish. Rods and hooks could be replaced with guns, and the fuckers could be shot to pieces as they fly through the air. Now there's a thought.
I think the fact that you wrote "Men, as always." explains a lot
fishing is great under fuckkit's circumstances, especially if you happen to catch a larger fish than your (now ex although the fishing had nothing to do with it) husband.
Hi Zoe, and welcome. Or should I wish you tight lines.
I like to sit in a boat on a sunny day and read a book. As for fishing-seems utterly pointless to me.
There is a regular female fisher down there if I remember rightly.
Maybe they're just 'getting away from 'er indoors'.
Hi Pi, welcome. I nearly added that bit about escaping, but I didn't want to go down in flames.
US - I done never see no woman fishing down there. You joking me?
Daft bugger: oops, should have said hello a while ago. Better late than never: hello, you daft bugger
there was something in The O at the weekend about "if all you do in your life is walk the dog, don't blog"
oh, O!, how wrong they can be!
(and I'm not suggesting that's all there is to your life, just reflecting on how interesting you make your walks with your dog for your readers - well, this one!)
will scan article if I can find it, and forward to you (unless that's too boring for a blog)
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