|'I think the fish can see your gut, old chap'|
My shopping list was short: A decent silver badger cape/saddle.
Bone and Jon wanted wading vests.
After enduring a three mile drive (sometimes Stoke is a good place to live), we parked up and had a coffee. We needed coffee as it was Bone’s birthday bash last night and we were a bit worse for wear.
The queue was building up, but sensibly, we had our pre-booked tickets and went straight in.
I was desparate to get my hackle stuff. I told the guys it was urgent and got myself a super silver badger saddle from Lakeland. That was me done. I now needed a horse.
We wandered around, buying bits and bobs and then bumped into Sheena Goode. (England International). What a lovely lady. We showed her our new shirts. I think she wanted one but we were interrupted; she is so popular, Sheena had to talk to other people and so we slinked away.
We then went to see John Tyzack, (the master) who showed a guy how to tie a spider with some dodgy thread and an equally dodgy bobbin holder. A copy of his latest dvd was purchased and I got it signed, as a signed copy will always fetch a few quid more on ebay.
|John Tysack trying out the new 'fjy flute'|
|We bought some nice gear.|
|I even went to the butchers, not knowing I still had a coat hanger emerger at the top of my brand new fleece|
We loved it!