I caught a very large carp today. A mirror carp apparently. I say I caught it, but basically I just reeled it in.
Margaret and Keith (he of ace stonework and tiling fame, she of extreemly homely gite fame - see link on left) suggested we had a days' fishing today and I agreed it was a good idea if only to give Neil a day away from the house, work, and all possible planning of jobs.
I took a good book (as I was prepared for a day of general boredom) but Neil suprised me by hooking two massive fish in fairly close succession.
"The next time one bites I want you to reel it in" he said. I recognised this as a thinly veiled attempt at getting me interested in the art of fishing - and went along with it. I managed a fairly long fight with a bloody huge fish, but it doesn't really float my boat so to speak.
We had been home for less than 2 minutes when the first invitation for drinks arrived and we went to Nicolines' for a few glasses of vino, whilst discussing the possible use of her lake.
Then we went home - supposedly for dinner and decided that our cock (ridiculously named Stiffy) was abusing one of the hens just a bit too much and decided to take said hen to live with our friend Judith (see previous blog) for a cock free existance.
This lead to even more drinking as Denis and Jane were already there having returned from their Spanish motorbiking adventure. I am already not looking forward to work tomorrow.....