tales from under a wolf's hat, page-9

one brother and I used to spend hours...feeding the fish, in various locations, at specific defined hours of the day, religiously....as defined by fish experts...in order to capture same....

we fed them, the very best of fish cuisine....
and spent hours, travelling both morning and evenings,. on our fishing expeditions.....

myself...I fed the fish.....I could not bare to actually kill them...and so jiggled them in such a way...so as to expediate their escape from my lure...
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elder brother actually caught a 100 lb murray cod....
what a sad day that was.....
that fish was estimated to be at least 100 years of age...

another relative had a more expedient and successful fishing attitude......

take some gelignite.....throw it into water....
and watch fish come to 'papa'

this 'relative' kept my kitchen full of fish for decades

brother and I, well we purchased our 'other' fish at the local fish n chippery ...usually on friday nights....