Sunday 9 July 2017

Fishy tales 090717

I have done a bit of fishing although rarely as an adult. I lack the patience to sit on the bank of a river waiting for the bob to bob and get sea-sick in small boats unless it is flat calm. My father knew how to fish with flies and tried to teach us to cast flies across the lawn into a washing-up bowl full of water. That was never going to induce a passion for fly-fishing! I've cited Robert Redford's lovely fishing film A River Runs Through It. But I'll share some short fishy films for those who, like me, have the attention span of a gnat.

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