Haven't had much time to check the forum out for the last three weeks, as I've been paying for a packet of White Bait.
Went down the local river about three weeks ago and started getting into them but horror of horrors I was running out of bait.
Rang the missus and asked if she could get a bag out of the freezer and bring them down to me, about a twenty minute run in the car.
Wife lobbed and exiting from the car started down the uneven track tripping on a tree root and ended A... up in the bushes, bruising her ankle badly.
Long story short, she hobbled home and next day her ankle didn't look much better, took her to the hospital where it was declared broken. After sitting in casualty for four hours i was ready for a beer, no such luck.
Fishing has been on hold now for three weeks and probably for another three, I've become chief cook and bottle washer, and disgruntled nurse.
Looking forward to her walking even partially again so I can get back out and throw a line, till then, I stand by the chair my wife sits in listening to her shrilly pipe, "it's your fault, I'm never getting bait for you again."
She needn't worry, I've learnt my lesson.
Went down the local river about three weeks ago and started getting into them but horror of horrors I was running out of bait.
Rang the missus and asked if she could get a bag out of the freezer and bring them down to me, about a twenty minute run in the car.
Wife lobbed and exiting from the car started down the uneven track tripping on a tree root and ended A... up in the bushes, bruising her ankle badly.
Long story short, she hobbled home and next day her ankle didn't look much better, took her to the hospital where it was declared broken. After sitting in casualty for four hours i was ready for a beer, no such luck.
Fishing has been on hold now for three weeks and probably for another three, I've become chief cook and bottle washer, and disgruntled nurse.
Looking forward to her walking even partially again so I can get back out and throw a line, till then, I stand by the chair my wife sits in listening to her shrilly pipe, "it's your fault, I'm never getting bait for you again."
She needn't worry, I've learnt my lesson.