Archive for October, 2008

It’s a sensitive time for everyone right now. Rare is the person not worrying about his job, thanks to Wall Street’s avaricious incompetents Masters of the Universe; rare are the families not worrying about the roof over their heads or meeting heating bills now that winter looms.
If you’re trying to wring a positive from this [...]

“Amid widespread criticism, a Belgian public broadcaster on Monday scrapped a television show on Adolf Hitler’s favorite meal…A preview of the Hitler episode showed professional cook Jeroen Meus going to Hitler’s haunts in southern Germany to prepare trout with butter sauce, which is believed to have been one of Hitler’s favorite meals.”
When you consider the [...]

Oooh, my first backhanded compliment, from Turning Over Small Stones:

“I knew about this blog but then forgot what it was a called when I added the other blog links last month.

Found it again now.

He doesn’t seem to do much actual fishing but is consistently entertaining and apparently Taunted by Waters.”

Ouch. Fair point, however but then, [...]

Whenever I read about fly fishing in North America, there’s a little word starts whirring around my brain and all the seductive imagery of pine-clad hillsides and thigh-sized fish can’t stop it.
Bears.
For all that they’re hardly part and parcel of life in suburban England, I began to worry about bears the moment I watched The [...]

When fly fishermen talk about lodge culture, freemasonry is the last thing on their mind.
Instead, they’re thinking of the final flourish of a day’s fishing, the distant light and wisps of smoke that summon the angler home at dusk; the roaring fire and smell of cooking that assails the senses as he removes his boots; [...]

…try getting precautionary action taken over a sewage leak in Derbyshire ahead of the weekend and watch that buck get passed like there’s no tomorrow.
But hey, it’s only turds and sanitary towels washing around a public right of way near the River Wye, right?
Violence Alert – if you’re a little sensitive over state employees enjoying [...]

Happy though I normally am to let the sneers of those unmoved by fishing pass in one ear and out of the other, I believe it’s occasionally incumbent on all of us to sell our sport a little and drop subtle hints of the seductive appeal that brings us back to the [...]

Richard Ziegler was probably smiling as he wrote it; the instruction to his lawyers that, following cremation, his ashes should be interred in his fishing tackle box.
I smiled too, when I read the line in isolation on a newsfeed. I was going to admire his style and gently second-guess his wisdom, arguing that the point [...]