Many years ago Junko and I used to go fishing, off a beach. We both quite enjoyed it, but for different reasons. For Junko it was the thrill of the catch. For me this was the thing that I didn’t like about it at all. I was quite content to sit on the beach gazing at the sea for hours on end. A tug on the line was something of a distraction for me, and something I didn’t really look forward to at all. Finally I had a solution, I used to fish without bait or hook, just the lead weight on the end of a long line. Much more enjoyable. No snagging on underwater rocks, no seaweed collection problems, no need to deal with the bait, no lost hooks and no need to reel the line in. What more could you ask. And a pleasant hour or two on the beach!

I think this is a christening mug. Junko spotted it at the dump a while ago. “Old Hall”. Stainless steel. Made about 1964.



Who filled my swimming pool with marmalade?

“The writing is on the wall.”