
Another first for me was to be able to go fishing. Back home, for me, fishing is very much associated with a childhood image of blokes sitting in the rain on a Sunday waiting for their dinner to be ready, or for the pub to open.

The fish were practically jumpimg on to the hooks.....


Of course, you should have seen the size of the one that got away!!!!
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At 8:08 AM,
Anonymous said…
I love reading your blog... you have to keep it going in Blighty!
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