Well the deck is painted a battle ship grey must admit it looks quiet smart, all this for the river trent show on the weekend of the 6th aug. If any of you are around have a look in partake in a jug or two visit the square in Nottingham ,a beech has been made so no need to catch the bus to skeggy
Keeping boats on the on the river is relatively in-expensive. The mooring I am at is about £600 a year, - EXCLUSIVE of water and electricity, which is recouped by a few days out not having to pay for hotels.
There are 4 other narrow boats here, and the ear-ache induced by the non-stop drivel wittered out by one of the blokes is pretty much driving me insane. Unfortunately I'm flying the Red Ensign and said a cheery "'Ow do" when I walked passed them, so I can't hide behind the monosyllabic Waffen SS persona that I generally adopt on such occasions.
Was thinking to do a bit of fishing which is supposd to be exciting, not for the two legged types or dragon catching on a Thursday those that swim in the water , but I don’t have a rod and you have to buy a licence or permit for that so its only a cane with a line on it. I realise that the words 'excitement' and 'fishing' are rarely seen in close proximity, probably John can enlighten us on this .
I was always told that the reason why only blokes fish is that women can't do it. I was told that the fish detect the presence of a lunar person on a monthly cycle, and are frightened away.
But, apparently, this has been shown to be a load of old cobblers.
Also I have heard that women indulge in the sport of watching fishing - watching intently as their dearly beloved husband fishes. This was not wholly accurate. Whole families come out to watch dearest papa play with his rod.
I was put on full alert one afternoon cruising down the river Soar, when there 3 women watching a bloke fish. The youngest, whom I took to be his wife, was watching most intently. The other two old crones, whom I took to be the mothers of the happy couple, were not, to be honest, paying much attention, but were jabbering away, apparently discussing the papers which they were reading.
Then, round the next corner was a sole woman - fishing. My Cod!! I thought. Can this be true? It was.
Dave in France can help me on the next bit?
Frenchmen often play with 3 or 4 rods at a time, and have a nice little rack to rest them on. But it was a bit of a surprise to round the next corner, to see another woman fishing, but with two rods, one in each hand - casting with one, while she jiggled the bait of the other!!
So much on the fishing had no compo cheese so caught nought.
On to the cocktails hope you enjoyed the chocolate soldier so this one is for the ladies!
PINK PENETRATER
I can't say that this is one of my favorite tasting cocktails, but it does the business, and it looks exactly like a cocktail ought to look. It's another clear one, so it's best to stir it rather than shake it. It's about one third Cointreau (or what have you) and two thirds vodka, and a few drops of grenadine. This comes out pink and strong (hence the name). If it's too strong, it can be watered down with a sloosh of lemonade.
Hope that this one pleases you all and I do have a couple left so you can put them all together for future reference.
Reference to wuff ( one man and his dog) updates on the next episode.
Have a great weekend
Regards Magic
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