OK, I had a properly shit day fishing the Beauly today. It was so windy that even I, with my ample casting 'ballast', was damn near blown over twice
Casting was fun....... not. The 'stand in' Ghillie on the beat told me he was going back to his house at lunch time to get a German 1st World War helmet to wear as some form of head protection from the wayward casts being made by others on the beat today
However, into every 'wind' day something good happens
Today it happened after I had driven back into Beauly to top up my wine supplies. Now I know I should not find humour when it comes to bad things happening to
chavs the
inflicted but I saw about the funniest thing I've seen in a while...... today I learnt that wheely bins being leant on by
chavs the inflicted.....are actually alive and behave much like tumbleweed
They demonstrated that they have minds of their own by toppling over and generally flying around the place with said
chavs inflicted still trying to lean in the now vacant space left by the wheelie bin.
Unfortunately the bin was no longer there.... but the contents of the bin had made it to the ground. Where our two
chavs inflicted ended up. In the shit.
Yes... today was a good day
H
