Thursday, 7 February 2019

Sossidge sandwich

Spent a windswept day on a bleak East Midlands still water drinking lots of tea and eating a rather fine sossidge sandwich with HP Sauce.



Ex-pat man mountain Shanus is back for a week from Canada and the Essex Loafer and  I selflessly invited him to watch us blank in an absolute hoolie with a  40mph+ SW meaning swim choice was purely limited to somewhere with that swirling dervish on our backs. We  worked the near grebe line with  nothing but wind relate clip outs for our efforts.


We did however surgically dissect that ridiculous orange wank puffin Trump and concocted several special hells for him to be banished to.

Shanus headed back  to make firm plans to drive his truck back onto a frozen river, pitch a shelter and bore holes to to catch pike and goldeneye. I called into Jimmy's Farm to leer at a few Boden clad yummie mummies.








4 comments:

  1. Disgraceful behaviour BB. Yummy mummies indeed. I am Appalled. TT

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  2. You take some rather good landscape photos.

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    1. Thanks. Usually a sign the fishing is slow.........

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