The close season is now upon us and a certain forum has declared a state of national mourning, but more of that later. Me well I did not bother to wet a line in the last two weeks of the river season. It has on the whole been an abject winter on the angling front, so I thought sod it I'll leave it until the summer.
So without further ado, has anyone ever seen these fine two anglers on the bank at the same time, be it in this galaxy or one far, far away........
Below we have an angler who goes by the name "Jawa", who took a break from nicking droids in the outer nebular of the planet Schlom. To land this Barbel purported to weigh in at over twelve pounds from a Yorkshire river.
Keeping with the alien theme, does anyone who views this twaddle work in IT? If you do I hope you manage to communicate, in a more eloquent manner than our IT department in work do. They really are the "Star Wars Bar". You ask a question of a non technical nature and the guys(for they are all guys), mumble, look at the floor and seem to get strangulated, struggling to produce a single sentence that makes sense.
I think most people who gravitate to this profession, were locked under the stairs as children. Fed through a hatch, while they dissected Java Script. They seem to lack all social graces, that most of us take for granted. Here is our IT department in the photo below.
|What's a woman?|
|Where's the Bibs,Butt?|
"All you Barbel men" had me pissing myself. I have a sneaky feeling that Comrade Crowe and Tony Benn had been peaking at the forum recently and lost the will to live. But if your ever down about life, love, or your angling, please do take time to look at Fatwa and you will then understand that life is a glass half full, as opposed to the glass that has fuck all in it, that seems to prevail you know where.
Enjoy your close season.