For a lot of my boyhood and up to my late 30s, before I moved back to Australia I used to enjoy fishing (it’s a 7-thang). I gave it up when I became a vegetarian. Not that I ate the fish.

Anyway…

I’d say I was about 25-ish, during the 70s anyway, and I was excited. It was 15th June, the eve of the course fishing season in England. Continue reading →