Well, not when you tight bastards are paying 9.50 an hour for temporary work lasting a few weeks they don't. Anyway, it was alright to begin with. When I say begin with I mean the first hour.
Nah, I'm exaggerating for comedy effect. I lasted two days before bailing out and going fishing.
Piking to be exact. Another slow session, yet again one fish. That's five sessions in different areas with one fish each time. Bizarre.
A few days later I decided to try for a late bass in the river with GG. It's a low water mark and you only get two hours fishing, so you have to make the most of whatever bites you get.
First fish was a schoolie, followed a big slackliner which I missed, then a weird un-bassy bite, which resulted in a dogfish, the first ever this far up river. And in the next two casts....more dogfish.
As you can see they weren't "returned unharmed", they're heading for the pot.
Today I've been doing yet another different job, a bit of garden clearance and maintenance. It was almost enjoyable, so much so that I'm going back tomorrow.
After that job is done I'm going back piking for a quick session and I'm having a multiple fish trip. Hopefully.
As you can see, it's a boooootiful water, which is just as well as at the moment nothing much happens when I go piking.
Moany old git.
I made a quite magnificent chilli with Turdy's venison mince the other day. The accompanying naan breads were thoroughly burnt and inedible. However, with a bit of imagination I managed to turn them into my version of Edvard Munch's painting " The Scream ".
Wunderbar, eh ?